,,,,,,,~/*                                          */~,,,,,,,
,,,,,,~/*§                                          §*/~,,,,,,
,,,,,~/*§#                                          #§*/~,,,,,
,,,,~/*§#@                                          @#§*/~,,,,
,,,~/*§#@#                                          #@#§*/~,,,
,,~/*§#@##             § Dream Palace §             ##@#§*/~,,
,,,~/*§#@#             , ----- ------ ,             #@#§*/~,,,
,,,,~/*§#@             § ..... ...... §             @#§*/~,,,,
,,,,,~/*§#             / ..... ...... /             #§*/~,,,,,
,,,,,,~/*§             , ..... ...... ,             §*/~,,,,,,
,,,,,,,~/*             , ..... ...... ,             */~,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,~/             , ..... ...... ,             /~,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,~/*                                          */~,,,,,,,
,,,,,,~/*§                                          §*/~,,,,,,
,,,,,~/*§# 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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