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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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#¶¤¤*†~.,, 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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