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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, ,,,,,,,-~;
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;~-,,,,,,, I Wake Up Every Morning At Six Am. It'S ,,,,,,,-~;
%;~-,,,,,, Dark, And The Stars Are Out, But The ,,,,,,-~;%
$%;~-,,,,, Sun Is About To Rise. Its A Long Day, ,,,,,-~;%$
@$%;~-,,,, Before It Fades To Night Again, And ,,,,-~;%$@
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#@@$%;~-,, It Doesn'T Rise Unless I'Ve Had My ,,-~;%$@@#
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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, ,,,,,,,,,,
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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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,,,,,,,,,, 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 ,,,,,,-~;%
$%;~-,,,,, Patches Removed, Food Uneaten, Wounds ,,,,,-~;%$
@$%;~-,,,, Healed, And Wherever And Whenever I'D ,,,,-~;%$@
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#@@$%;~-,, Rested In My Bed. Sometimes There'S ,,-~;%$@@#
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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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