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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 ,,,-=†%$#@
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#@#$%†=-,, 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 ,,,-=†%$#@
#@#$%†=-,, 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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