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¨-~:*%&&@@ % Dream Palace % @@&&%*:~-¨
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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 @&%:~~-¨¨¨
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¨-~:*%&@@@ @@@&%*:~-¨
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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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¨-~:*%&@@# ¨ #@@&%*:~-¨
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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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