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,,,,,,=^§¶ other day, springs and streams and ¶§^=,,,,,,
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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 ¶¶¶§£^\=,,
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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 @@¶§£^\=,,
,,=\^£§¶@# where the spirits of the forest around #@¶§£^\=,,
,,=\^£§¶@@ 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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