Excerpt: "Let the stars fade. Open the Book of Earth. Out of the Painted Desert, in broad noon, Walking through pine-clad bluffs, in an air like wine, I came to the dreadful brink. I saw, with a swimming brain, the solid earth Splitting apart, into two hemispheres, Cleft, as though by the axe of an angry god. On the brink of the Grand Canyon,"
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