Echoes of fiddles in Eastern Kentucky, a song played on strings,
Sunsets bleeding orange over mountain ridges, where the wild eagle sings. Chicken fried golden, crispy crust on a bed of mashed potatoes and green beans,
A feast for the soul, nourishment carried on ancestral streams.
In a cast-iron skillet, stories simmer, laughter hangs in the air,
Grandparents gather, weaving tales by the firelight, a love beyond compare. Harlan's coal dust paints a history, hands rough and strong,
Pride etched in faces, resilience hums a defiant song.
From the depths of the mine, shafts reaching for dreams untold,
A spirit forged in hardship, a heart worth more than gold.
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