Where the West Stands Tall
In the land of cowboys, the horizon is just the beginning of the journey.
In the hush of night, the desert sighs,
As painted stars in the canvas rise.
Laughter echoes from the heavens wide,
While weary cowboys dream with pride.
Among the sage, where coyotes play,
The chuckling sky keeps the dark at bay.
With every twinkle, a tale unfolds,
Of adventures bold and heartstrings pulled.
Soft winds weave stories through the dunes,
Whispering secrets of ancient tunes.
The cactus blooms beneath the moon’s caress,
Each petal a joy, a night to bless.
As dawns first light begins to show,
The deserts soul starts to aglow.
With laughter lingering in the air,
The cowboys rise, their hearts laid bare.
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