.Near the gateway to Mojave
I saw a place
Both beautiful and blistering
And cruel and cold the same
The sun was like a lion
Bearing down upon it's pray
Death valley stained in crimson
For the moon to wash away
And I envisioned rows of gallows
For the world to look .
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