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#£§§=:-~,, other day, springs and streams and ,,~-:=§§£#
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##£§§=:-~, sun is about to rise. its a long day, ,~-:=§§£##
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£§§=:-~,,, then it stays so until i fall asleep. ,,,~-:=§§£
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#£§§=:-~,, 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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#£§§=:-~,, 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 ,,~-:=§§£#
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#£§§=:-~,, healed, and wherever and whenever i'd ,,~-:=§§£#
£§§=:-~,,, fall asleep i'd always wake up fully ,,,~-:=§§£
#£§§=:-~,, rested in my bed. sometimes there's ,,~-:=§§£#
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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 ,,,~-:=§§£
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##£§§=:-~, me, they never remember during the day. ,~-:=§§£##
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