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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, @,@,@@@,,,
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@,,,,@,,@, 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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,,@,@@,,@@ 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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