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¶%%†,,,,,, Not Actually A Palace. A Cottage In The ,,,,,,†%%¶
¶%†~~,,,,, Woods (Temperate Climate, Rains Every ,,,,,~~†%¶
##¶§%%†~,, Other Day, Springs And Streams And ,,~†%%§¶##
¶¶§§%%†~,, Mysterious Iron And Stone Artifacts, ,,~†%%§§¶¶
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¶§§§%%†~,, Dark, And The Stars Are Out, But The ,,~†%%§§§¶
##¶§%%†~,, Sun Is About To Rise. Its A Long Day, ,,~†%%§¶##
¶§%†††~,,, Before It Fades To Night Again, And ,,,~†††%§¶
¶¶¶§%%†~,, Then It Stays So Until I Fall Asleep. ,,~†%%§¶¶¶
##¶§%%†~,, It Doesn'T Rise Unless I'Ve Had My ,,~†%%§¶##
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§%†~~~,,,, In This Cottage There'S A Lot Of Radio ,,,,~~~†%§
¶§%%†,,,,, Equipment, Sound Stuff, Synths, Tape ,,,,,†%%§¶
##¶§%%†~,, Players. Pen And Paper, Books, Cameras, ,,~†%%§¶##
¶%%†~~,,,, Mirrors, Prisms, And Various Things To ,,,,~~†%%¶
##¶§%%†~,, Do Art With. The Fridge Is Filled With ,,~†%%§¶##
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#§%~,,,,,, Wants To Be The Big Spoon). I Listen To ,,,,,,~%§#
#¶¶§%%†~,, The Shortwave Radio, And Transmit A Bit ,,~†%%§¶¶#
##¶§%%†~,, Myself, Songs And Poetry, And Found ,,~†%%§¶##
#¶¶§%%†~,, Sounds From The Forest. The Others Tell ,,~†%%§¶¶#
#§§§%%†~,, Of Their Lives, Play The Guitar For Me, ,,~†%%§§§#
¶¶¶§%%†~,, And Tell Tales Of The Old World. I ,,~†%%§¶¶¶
§%%†~~,,,, Consider Them Friends As Well. ,,,,~~†%%§
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#§%%%†,,,, Meter Area On The Floor Where I Can ,,,,†%%%§#
##¶§%%†~,, "Save" Things. Whatever I Put In Here ,,~†%%§¶##
§%%%~,,,,, Will Not Be Affected By The Nightly ,,,,,~%%%§
##¶§%%†~,, Reset. Everything Else, However, Is ,,~†%%§¶##
##¶§%%†~,, Completely Reset Overnight: Synth ,,~†%%§¶##
¶%%%%†,,,, Patches Removed, Food Uneaten, Wounds ,,,,†%%%%¶
¶%%%%%†~,, Healed, And Wherever And Whenever I'D ,,~†%%%%%¶
#§%%%~~,,, Fall Asleep I'D Always Wake Up Fully ,,,~~%%%§#
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##¶§%%†~,, Accidents Where I Lose Stuff By ,,~†%%§¶##
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¶%†,,,,,,, The Cottage Tries To Communicate. Here, ,,,,,,,†%¶
¶§%†††~,,, It'S Not Endless But Connected To A ,,,~†††%§¶
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##¶§%%†~,, Friends Live. We Go Exploring Together ,,~†%%§¶##
##¶§%%†~,, - Things Are Deep And Dark - But Unlike ,,~†%%§¶##
#§%~~,,,,, Me, They Never Remember During The Day. ,,,,,~~%§#
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