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Among the forsaken mountains of the west, in quiet isolation,
Shots ring out to toll a small towns feudal bell.
For over a century, this fierce rivalry has drawn the blood of
Those who no longer know for what they fight.
Save that this legacy of revenge--their birthright, born to murders--
Will be their faction's might-makes-right.
Here in a town so torn in two for reason known by none,
To make their daily bread, the drawing of the gun.
Links:
Missoula Independent
Ravalli Republic
CowboyReckoning.com
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