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Comments about "Tucson Ron"
The dusk coming forth
Set to rest, the suns strength;
Fielded saguaros in silhouette,
Catch broken rods length. The door is revolved,
Now dimmed to the sight;
Within coolness of land
Cries sounds of the night. And I lay, and just watch,
Stars breathe on my soul;
So far, yet so near,
This place I now know...