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You don't smile anymore. You're a drifter, shapeshifter— let me see you run. . . . Wayward winds, the voice that sings of a forgotten land. See it fall, child of all, lend a mending hand. When I run through the deep dark forest. . . . So Long, Lonesome by Explosions In The Sky is my eternal jam.
21 fine choices from 2015