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Years ago, in highschool...

When off to bed, I would listen to Yo Yo Ma, Mark O'Connor, and Edgar Meyer's brilliant Appalachia Waltz. I would play it very softly, putting the disc on repeat. One of the most soothing things to wake up to, and an excellent sleep aid. Not bad at all for regular listening, either.

I have very fond memories of my time spent falling asleep and rising up to this music.

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