,,-;%$@#@#                                          #@#@$%;-,,
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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 @@@%%%;-,,
,,-;%$@#@# Dog  (Who  Is   Ridicolously  Large  And #@#@$%;-,,
,,-;%$@#@@ Wants To Be The Big Spoon). I  Listen To @@#@$%;-,,
,,-;%$@#@# The Shortwave Radio, And  Transmit A Bit #@#@$%;-,,
,,-%$@#@## Myself,  Songs  And  Poetry,  And  Found ##@#@$%-,,
,,,,,;%$#@ Sounds From The Forest.  The Others Tell @#$%;,,,,,
,,-;%$$@@@ Of Their Lives, Play  The Guitar For Me, @@@$$%;-,,
,,-;%$$$## And  Tell  Tales  Of The  Old  World.  I ##$$$%;-,,
,,,,,-%$$#      Consider Them Friends As Well.      #$$%-,,,,,
,,,,,-;;$#                                          #$;;-,,,,,
,,,,,;;$@@                     #                    @@$;;,,,,,
,,-;%$@#@@                                          @@#@$%;-,,
,,-;%$$@@# Most Importantly, There'S A  Two  Square #@@$$%;-,,
,,-;%$@#@# Meter  Area On  The  Floor  Where I  Can #@#@$%;-,,
,,-;%$@#@# "Save" Things. Whatever  I Put  In  Here #@#@$%;-,,
,,-;%$@#@# Will  Not  Be  Affected  By  The Nightly #@#@$%;-,,
,,-;%$@#@#    Reset. Everything Else, However, Is   #@#@$%;-,,
,,-;%$@#@#    Completely Reset Overnight: Synth     #@#@$%;-,,
,,-;%$@#@#  Patches Removed, Food Uneaten, Wounds   #@#@$%;-,,
,,-;%$@#@# Healed,  And  Wherever And  Whenever I'D #@#@$%;-,,
,,-;;%$@## Fall  Asleep  I'D Always  Wake  Up Fully ##@$%;;-,,
,,,,,,-%@@ 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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,,-;%$@@@@                                          @@@@$%;-,,