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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, &¨¨&¨&¨&¨&
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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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