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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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@,@,@@,@@,                    «                     @,,@,@,@,@
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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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