out in the pine
and Juniper leaves
amid the desert
stands the twisting trees
the Rimrock is red
the tumble weeds flow
out here where
the hidden things grow
the people work
their lives are hard
but joy in life
is writ in scars
and though time has changed it
the strong live there still
where dreams of the west
thrive in Prineville
~ R. Harder
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