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.:~*†$£@@# other day, springs and streams and #@@£$†*~:.
.:~†$£@@## mysterious iron and stone artifacts, ##@@£$†~:.
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.:~*†$£@## then it stays so until i fall asleep. ##@£$†*~:.
.:~*†$£@@# it doesn't rise unless i've had my #@@£$†*~:.
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.:~*†$££££ players. pen and paper, books, cameras, ££££$†*~:.
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.:~*†$£@@@ do art with. the fridge is filled with @@@£$†*~:.
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.:~*†$£@@# the shortwave radio, and transmit a bit #@@£$†*~:.
.:~****†$£ myself, songs and poetry, and found £$†****~:.
.:~*†$£@@# sounds from the forest. the others tell #@@£$†*~:.
...~~**$££ of their lives, play the guitar for me, ££$**~~...
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.:~*†$£@@# "save" things. whatever i put in here #@@£$†*~:.
....:*†††£ will not be affected by the nightly £†††*:....
.:~*†$£@@# reset. everything else, however, is #@@£$†*~:.
.:~*†$£@@# completely reset overnight: synth #@@£$†*~:.
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.:~*†$$££@ healed, and wherever and whenever i'd @££$$†*~:.
...::~~*$@ fall asleep i'd always wake up fully @$*~~::...
.:~*†$£@@# rested in my bed. sometimes there's #@@£$†*~:.
.:~*†$£@@@ accidents where i lose stuff by @@@£$†*~:.
.:~*†$£@@@ forgetting to put them in the square. @@@£$†*~:.
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