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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    ,:=†^%@###
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^†=:,,,,,, 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.                  ,,:=†^%@##
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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, ,:=†^%@###
##@%^†=:,,              Slightly Weird.             ,,:=†^%@##
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^†=:,,,,,, 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.      ,,,,:=†^%@
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@%^†=:,,,, 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. ,,,:=†^%@#
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#@%^†=:,,, 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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