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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 ¨~~;*¤&@@#
&***;;~~¨¨ Spring)) ¨¨~~;;***&
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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. ¨~~;*¤&@@#
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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 ¨¨¨¨¨~;¤&&
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&*;~¨¨¨¨¨¨ 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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