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§¨§¨¨¨§¨¨§ Sun Is About To Rise. Its A Long Day, §§¨§§§¨¨§¨
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§§¨¨§¨§¨¨¨ Meter Area On The Floor Where I Can §§¨§¨¨§¨§¨
¨§¨§§§§¨¨§ "Save" Things. Whatever I Put In Here ¨§§§¨§§§§§
§§§¨¨¨§¨§¨ Will Not Be Affected By The Nightly §¨¨§§¨¨¨¨§
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¨¨§§§¨¨¨§§ Accidents Where I Lose Stuff By §¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨§
¨§¨¨§¨¨§¨¨ Forgetting To Put Them In The Square. §§§¨¨¨¨¨§§
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§¨§§¨¨¨¨§§ The Cottage Tries To Communicate. Here, ¨§¨§§¨§¨¨¨
§§¨§¨¨¨§¨¨ It'S Not Endless But Connected To A §§§¨§§§¨¨§
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§¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨ Friends Live. We Go Exploring Together ¨§¨§¨§§§§¨
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§§¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨ Me, They Never Remember During The Day. ¨¨¨¨§¨¨§¨¨
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