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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, #§^/~,,,,,
,,,,~/^§#@ BIRDLAND-ISH ETERNAL SPRING (LATE @#§^/~,,,,
,,,~/^§#@# SPRING)) #@#§^/~,,,
,,~/^§#@## ##@#§^/~,,
,,,~/^§#@# ~ #@#§^/~,,,
,,,,~/^§#@ @#§^/~,,,,
,,,,,~/^§# 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. #@#§^/~,,,
,,~/^§#@## ##@#§^/~,,
,,,~/^§#@# ^ #@#§^/~,,,
,,,,~/^§#@ @#§^/~,,,,
,,,,,~/^§# 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. #@#§^/~,,,
,,~/^§#@## ##@#§^/~,,
,,,~/^§#@# # #@#§^/~,,,
,,,,~/^§#@ @#§^/~,,,,
,,,,,~/^§# 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. §^/~,,,,,,
,,,,,~/^§# #§^/~,,,,,
,,,,~/^§#@ , @#§^/~,,,,
,,,~/^§#@# #@#§^/~,,,
,,~/^§#@## 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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