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10/31/26(Sat)01:01:40 No.156125498

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Anonymous 10/31/26(Sat)01:01:40 No.156125498

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Dear /co/

As we enter Halloween, I want you remind you that Over The Garden Wall exists.
And to that, I want you remind you that the song, "Into The Unknown" exists.
A song that starts C minor.

"Led through the mist
By the milk-light of moon
All that was lost is revealed.
Our long bygone burdens
Mere echoes of the spring
But where have where we come?
And where shall we end?
If dreams can't come true
Then why not pretend?"

C Minor is a depressing forboding tone. In any other circumstance, the milk light of the moon and the revealing of what was lost might be welcoming. But not here, became it's the end, and there's nothing left to gain from it. At which we shift to C major.

"How the gentle wind
Beckons through the leaves
As autumn colors fall
Dancing in a swirl
Of golden memories
The loveliest lies of all"

The "lies" are spoken without tone. A statement that while the second half is major and positive, it is still just a perspective. And it is ultimately just to recolor the end described from the first. To pretend is just the start of the lie.

Momento mori.
Carpe diem.
Happy Halloween