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Woynich's Bookthing- page 75
Macros, Gigas, Megas and Zillas.
Creatures of Gigantic Sizes.
I have declined to grow to such extremes. I know,
and yet still my mind fantasizes.
I've heard of a realm where such fantasies reign
and no drawbacks need dull or cloud them.
Where the scaled and the furry can indulge without worry
and appreciators can praise and laud them.
I rarely ever let myself be touched or pet,
reality has harmed me enough.
So I have only observed what I felt others deserved
for they were resilient and tough.

A small one am I, with little desire
to become an invulnerable giant
yet I watch them each day with intense fascination
and wonder if maybe some part of me does,
How would I discover?
What would be best to do?
Can I say this to the persons around me?
No!

No. I couldn't even let them know I had wings. I needed to wear a backpack to hide them.

It has been revealed that the community is real,
and has been for quite a long while.
The behemoths can rampage with no fear of damage
that would dampen the little one's smiles.
And I so want to go, It's just even so
I can't bring myself to that ascension.
Macros, Gigas, Megas and Zillas
I want to introduce myself! …in spite of apprehension.