These Giants

Making sense of it all (or trying) they
Own the horizon, and they pull
Upward with their chins held.
Now creasing and pinching the land
That had so long ago been bourne to
Ammend for original sin, they reach
Into the sky to find where atmosphere
Nears the surface. They blush with the
Sunset and darken with the dawn.

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