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-contrasting strangely to a passing glance Exit Cheyenne Lifting above the graceful grassy dunes We leave the basin, sighting hills beyond Then far to starboard, looming white and gray (plaine) First of the Rockies, Jutting from the Buttes are about us and the Remount Ranch Hidden by evergreens, and sheep cropped hills Statue of Lincoln, gravely staring south Long shadows streaking from the scattered trees Down through the canyon, [[strikethrough]] in twilight again [[/strikethrough]] form a twilight zone. Opening to a valley and the town Of Laramie, far out in miniature Dwarfed by the western miles, then down we go Back to the modern, crowded city ways Bits of the west, the ancient and the new.