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Open the gate to the red land
Alcan road, by the turquoise lake
Starry skies, a mushroom cloud
Folding waves – in a foamy tide
Washing in beds – of opal shells
White gulls cry – for you and I
Butterflies – float away
Drift over pools – of salt and clay
Mountain man – frosted child
Eagles cry – puppets of god
Strung like time – molded in form
Trees bend back – and trails distort
It leads to the land – of Alcan Road
The turquoise lake – and starry skies
Mushroom clouds – folding waves
Foamy tides – of salt and brine
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