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Now, my neighbors and I the--

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in the Malpai group
of ranchers are--

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we've been trying very hard to
keep all of the land open space

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that we can.

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And there have been
formidable things

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that we have been up against.

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I wrote a poem really
for my neighbors

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and four other people who are
engaged in that same quest.

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And I hope that--

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that that poem may
find some of you here

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who would want to be
a part of the work

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that we're doing in
the Malpai group.

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And I know that many
of you here are already

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engaged in that same quest.

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"Old Earth, we are gathering
these borderlands together,

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mesas, arroyos, and
valleys, blue mountain

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range upon mountain
range forever

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turning toward dawn light
then into the evening

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West as far as pale
North sky circling South,

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to where the vaqueros
come crossing horseback

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by the broken mesas in Mexico.

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There's a low light stretching
from the sea of cloud.

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Sky streaked down to
touch Earth from heaven.

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Who are you who crosses through
that dusk light before us?

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Past old-growth juniper,
cedar, and mescal.

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Across that great sea
of sky, old singer,

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we hear your voice calling:
Turn back toward me.

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Come back to Earth."

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