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..#.##.#.# THEN IT  STAYS  SO  UNTIL I FALL ASLEEP. .#.#.#.#.#
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..#.##.#.# IN THIS COTTAGE  THERE'S  A LOT OF RADIO .#.#.#.#.#
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.##..#.#.# THE SHORTWAVE  RADIO, AND TRANSMIT A BIT .#.#.#.#.#
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.##..#.#.# SOUNDS FROM THE FOREST.  THE OTHERS TELL .#.#.#.#.#
..#.##.#.# OF THEIR LIVES, PLAY THE  GUITAR FOR ME, .#.#.#.#.#
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..#.##.#.# ACCIDENTS   WHERE  I   LOSE   STUFF   BY .#.#.#.#.#
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.##..#.#.# THE COTTAGE TRIES TO COMMUNICATE.  HERE, .#.#.#.#.#
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.##..#.#.# LARGE SPRAWLING  CITY,  WHERE  MY  RADIO .#.#.#.#.#
..#.##.#.# FRIENDS  LIVE. WE GO  EXPLORING TOGETHER .#.#.#.#.#
.##..#.#.# - THINGS ARE DEEP AND DARK  - BUT UNLIKE .#.#.#.#.#
..#.##.#.# ME, THEY NEVER  REMEMBER DURING THE DAY. .#.#.#.#.#
.##..#.#.# THIS IS  A  MYSTERY  WE  OFTEN  DISCUSS. .#.#.#.#.#
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