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###&%*=«,, Dark, And The Stars Are Out, But The ,,«=*%##
###&%*=«,, Sun Is About To Rise. Its A Long Day, ,,«=*%##
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###&%*=«,, Players. Pen And Paper, Books, Cameras, ,,«=*%##
###&%*=«,, Mirrors, Prisms, And Various Things To ,,«=*%##
###&%*=«,, Do Art With. The Fridge Is Filled With ,,«=*%##
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###&%*=«,, Sounds From The Forest. The Others Tell ,,«=*%##
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####&%*«,, Will Not Be Affected By The Nightly ,,«*%###
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##&%**=«,, Completely Reset Overnight: Synth ,,«=**%#
###&%*=«,, Patches Removed, Food Uneaten, Wounds ,,«=*%##
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###&%*=«,, Rested In My Bed. Sometimes There'S ,,«=*%##
###&%*=«,, Accidents Where I Lose Stuff By ,,«=*%##
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###&%*=«,, Me, They Never Remember During The Day. ,,«=*%##
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