Your horizon, so long broken by the the tangled branches of black jacks
and cottonwood ... gives way ... suddenly ... to the clean line of open
spaces and the comforting sight of walls and towers, of homes that cast a
blended glow of yellowed white. A refuge. A place to take stock and
heal.
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