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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)) ,,:=†**§@#
@§**†=:,,, ,,,:=†**§@
§**†=:,,,, = ,,,,:=†**§
@§**†=:,,, ,,,:=†**§@
#@§**†=:,, 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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