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..=^§&@### Before It Fades To Night Again, And ###@&§^=..
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..=^§&@¶¶# Do Art With. The Fridge Is Filled With #¶¶@&§^=..
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..=^§&@¶## "Save" Things. Whatever I Put In Here ##¶@&§^=..
..=^§&¶### Will Not Be Affected By The Nightly ###¶&§^=..
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..=^&@¶### 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. ##¶@&§^=..
..=^§&@¶## This Is A Mystery We Often Discuss. ##¶@&§^=..
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