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##@§£$\~-, other day, springs and streams and ,-~\$£§@##
§$~-,,,,,, mysterious iron and stone artifacts, ,,,,,,-~$§
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§£\~-,,,,, sun is about to rise. its a long day, ,,,,,-~\£§
###§£$\~-, before it fades to night again, and ,-~\$£§###
##@§£$\~-, then it stays so until i fall asleep. ,-~\$£§@##
##@§£$\~-, it doesn't rise unless i've had my ,-~\$£§@##
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##@§£$\~-, in this cottage there's a lot of radio ,-~\$£§@##
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##@§£$\~-, players. pen and paper, books, cameras, ,-~\$£§@##
##@§£$\~-, mirrors, prisms, and various things to ,-~\$£§@##
§$~-,,,,,, do art with. the fridge is filled with ,,,,,,-~$§
#§$$\-,,,, differet foods, all of them intriguing, ,,,,-\$$§#
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@§§£$~~~-, wants to be the big spoon). i listen to ,-~~~$£§§@
#§§£\~,,,, the shortwave radio, and transmit a bit ,,,,~\£§§#
###@£$\~-, myself, songs and poetry, and found ,-~\$£@###
@@@§£$\~-, sounds from the forest. the others tell ,-~\$£§@@@
##@§£$\~-, of their lives, play the guitar for me, ,-~\$£§@##
##@§£$\~-, and tell tales of the old world. i ,-~\$£§@##
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###§£$\~-, meter area on the floor where i can ,-~\$£§###
#§$$$~,,,, "save" things. whatever i put in here ,,,,~$$$§#
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#@§$$\~-,, completely reset overnight: synth ,,-~\$$§@#
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###@§£\~-, healed, and wherever and whenever i'd ,-~\£§@###
###@§$\~-, fall asleep i'd always wake up fully ,-~\$§@###
#§£\~,,,,, rested in my bed. sometimes there's ,,,,,~\£§#
@@@§£$\~-, accidents where i lose stuff by ,-~\$£§@@@
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@£\--,,,,, 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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