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| A pinon pine on a crag above Wolf Creek Pass/My pic |
Tenacious grasp
Pinon pine on mountain crag;
Solitary life.
That lone rugged tree
Lives without one remembrance,
Growing but dumbly.
A lesson for life
That roots are oft unconscious
But still need much luck,
Refuting some rich
Who social Darwinism
Gave them all their wealth.
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