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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, ####@%†~..
...~†%@### Birdland-Ish Eternal Spring (Late ###@%†~...
....~†%@## Spring)) ##@%†~....
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......~†%@ I Wake Up Every Morning At Six Am. It'S @%†~......
.....~†%@# 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 ###@%†~...
....~†%@## Dreams. ##@%†~....
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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 ####@%†~..
...~†%@### Differet Foods, All Of Them Intriguing, ###@%†~...
....~†%@## Slightly Weird. ##@%†~....
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......~†%@ I Have Friends - There'S A Cat, And A @%†~......
.....~†%@# Dog (Who Is Ridicolously Large And #@%†~.....
....~†%@## 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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....~†%@## Most Importantly, There'S A Two Square ##@%†~....
...~†%@### 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 @%†~......
.....~†%@# Rested In My Bed. Sometimes There'S #@%†~.....
....~†%@## Accidents Where I Lose Stuff By ##@%†~....
...~†%@### Forgetting To Put Them In The Square. ###@%†~...
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.....~†%@# At Night, I Have Demi-Lucid Dreams #@%†~.....
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.......~†% The Cottage Tries To Communicate. Here, %†~.......
......~†%@ It'S Not Endless But Connected To A @%†~......
.....~†%@# 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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