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#,,,,#,,#, i wake up every morning at six am. it's ,,###,,#,#
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,##,,,,#,, 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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,,,,,#,##, i have friends - there's a cat, and a ,,###,,#,,
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,,,,,,,#,# wants to be the big spoon). i listen to #,,,###,,#
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,#,,,,,,,# myself, songs and poetry, and found ,##,,,###,
,,#,,,,,,, sounds from the forest. the others tell ,###,,#,##
#,,#,,,,,, of their lives, play the guitar for me, ,#,##,,,##
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,###,,#,## will not be affected by the nightly #,,,###,,,
,#,##,,,## reset. everything else, however, is ##,,#,##,,
,,,###,,#, completely reset overnight: synth ,##,,,###,
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##,,,#,##, fall asleep i'd always wake up fully ,,,###,,#,
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,###,,#,## where the spirits of the forest around ,#,,#,##,,
,#,##,,,## the cottage tries to communicate. here, ,,#,,,###,
,,,###,,#, it's not endless but connected to a ,,,#,,#,##
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