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11 the ditches of southern colorado perhaps the ditches of southern colorado do ultimately go dry this i cannot change or revise i think often of Cristobal he walks the dry acequias he is dead does not hear the cry that comes down from the mesa la acequia esta viva seven years ago at dusk i could hear the distorted chords of an electric guitar moving through the canyon they are what a friend of mine called “the heart left on forever” slow moving steps of a ghost the work of being restless keep walking Cristobal this song is yours seven years too late ...

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