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##@¤¤§^«^, Other Day, Springs And Streams And ,^«^§¤¤@##
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@¤^^^^,,,, Birdland-Ish Eternal Spring (Late ,,,,^^^^¤@
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##@¤¤§^«^, Dark, And The Stars Are Out, But The ,^«^§¤¤@##
¤¤¤¤¤§^«^, Sun Is About To Rise. Its A Long Day, ,^«^§¤¤¤¤¤
#@@¤¤§^«^, Before It Fades To Night Again, And ,^«^§¤¤@@#
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###@¤§^«^, It Doesn'T Rise Unless I'Ve Had My ,^«^§¤@###
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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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##@¤¤§^«^, 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 ,,,,,,«§¤@
###@¤¤§^«, Will Not Be Affected By The Nightly ,«^§¤¤@###
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##@¤¤§^«^, Completely Reset Overnight: Synth ,^«^§¤¤@##
#@¤¤¤§^«^, Patches Removed, Food Uneaten, Wounds ,^«^§¤¤¤@#
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¤§^^«^,,,, Rested In My Bed. Sometimes There'S ,,,,^«^^§¤
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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 ,,,,,,^^¤¤
¤¤¤§^^^,,, - Things Are Deep And Dark - But Unlike ,,,^^^§¤¤¤
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