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#@¶¤¤%;~-¨ Other Day, Springs And Streams And ¨-~;%¤¤¶@#
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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 ¨-~;%¤¤@##
#@¶¤¤%;~-¨ Then It Stays So Until I Fall Asleep. ¨-~;%¤¤¶@#
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#@¶¤¤%;~-¨ Players. Pen And Paper, Books, Cameras, ¨-~;%¤¤¶@#
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##@¤¤%;~-¨ Do Art With. The Fridge Is Filled With ¨-~;%¤¤@##
¶¶¤%;-¨¨¨¨ Differet Foods, All Of Them Intriguing, ¨¨¨¨-;%¤¶¶
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¶¤¤%~¨¨¨¨¨ 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 ¨¨¨¨--;%¤¶
@¶¤%;--¨¨¨ 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. ¨-~;%¤¤¤¤¤
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¶¶¤¤;-¨¨¨¨ 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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