It sounds like the Icelandic countryside, or the ocean in winter, or corn fields and bare trees in late November, and these are all things that I love. This sound makes me yearn. My heart pants, it thirsts for something I have never quite known but still deeply desire. And isn't that what the music of Middle Earth should be like?
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It sounds like the Icelandic countryside, or the ocean in winter, or corn fields and bare trees in late November, and these are all things that I love. This sound makes me yearn. My heart pants, it thirsts for something I have never quite known but still deeply desire. And isn't that what the music of Middle Earth should be like?
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