Floating mysteriously without so much as a sound. That is until the dew begins forming on the grass and a soft melancholy in the form of a melody comes from the other side of the hill. Looking at it here it reminds me of Ranier Maria's first album which I used to absolutlely love and wish I could listen to right now but my records and record player are in Ohio and the one we have here is broken and I guess I could listen to the album online but I haven't heard it in a long while and I don't want to ruin the experience by cheap quick listens; plucking songs randomly here and there. Such a great fucking album 12, 13 years ago. I wonder how it would hold up now? I need to revisit that place soon. Ah, Maroon.
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