Appalachian Winter - The Town Old Man Schell Built

Many pass here, but few are to know

Few live here
They inherit a corner of this world
Sweetened by the absence of eyes upon it

A microcosm can reflect a universe
So we live; tiny lives in our forgotten town
Let it be nothing to those who pass by
For it is everything to me

Written by:
Daniel Klyne

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