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,--^%£#@##                                          ##@#£%^--,
,,--^%£#@#             $ Dream Palace $             #@#£%^--,,
,,,--^%£#@             - ----- ------ -             @#£%^--,,,
,,--^%£#@#             $ ..... ...... $             #@#£%^--,,
,--^%£#@##             ^ ..... ...... ^             ##@#£%^--,
,,--^%£#@#             - ..... ...... -             #@#£%^--,,
,,,--^%£#@             - ..... ...... -             @#£%^--,,,
,,--^%£#@#             , ..... ...... ,             #@#£%^--,,
,--^%£#@##                                          ##@#£%^--,
,,--^%£#@#                                          #@#£%^--,,
,,,--^%£#@ 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    @#£%^--,,,
,,--^%£#@#                 Spring))                 #@#£%^--,,
,--^%£#@##                                          ##@#£%^--,
,,--^%£#@#                    -                     #@#£%^--,,
,,,--^%£#@                                          @#£%^--,,,
,,--^%£#@# 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.                  #@#£%^--,,
,,,--^%£#@                                          @#£%^--,,,
,,--^%£#@#                    %                     #@#£%^--,,
,--^%£#@##                                          ##@#£%^--,
,,--^%£#@# 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.             #@#£%^--,,
,--^%£#@##                                          ##@#£%^--,
,,--^%£#@#                    £                     #@#£%^--,,
,,,--^%£#@                                          @#£%^--,,,
,,--^%£#@# 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.      #@#£%^--,,
,--^%£#@##                                          ##@#£%^--,
,,--^%£#@#                     #                    #@#£%^--,,
,,,--^%£#@                                          @#£%^--,,,
,,--^%£#@# 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. @#£%^--,,,
,,--^%£#@#                                          #@#£%^--,,
,--^%£#@##                    ,                     ##@#£%^--,
,,--^%£#@#                                          #@#£%^--,,
,,,--^%£#@ 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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