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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 ,,,,,,~%&#
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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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