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And here is one of the most important.
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At dusk I walked.
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I felt like a speck on the surface of the sad, red earth.
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I passed the Windsor Hotel where Dean Moriarty had lived with his father
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in the Depression '30s.
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As of yore, I looked everywhere for the sad and fabled tinsmith
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of my mind.
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Either you find someone who looks like your father in places like Montana
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or you look for a friend's father where he is no more.
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At lilac evening I walked with every muscle aching
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along the lights of 27th and Welton
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in the Denver colored section