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#@@§%†;«., Mirrors, Prisms, And Various Things To ,.«;†%§@@#
#@@§%†;«., Do Art With. The Fridge Is Filled With ,.«;†%§@@#
#@@§%†;«., Differet Foods, All Of Them Intriguing, ,.«;†%§@@#
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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, ,.«;†%§@@#
§§%;...,,, And Tell Tales Of The Old World. I ,,,...;%§§
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#@@§%†;«., Meter Area On The Floor Where I Can ,.«;†%§@@#
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#@@§%†;«., 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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@§§%†;;«., 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 ,.«;†%§@@#
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