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†~.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ 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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*†~.¨¨¨¨¨¨ Equipment, Sound Stuff, Synths, Tape ¨¨¨¨¨¨.~†*
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†~.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ Wants To Be The Big Spoon). I Listen To ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.~†
~.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ The Shortwave Radio, And Transmit A Bit ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.~
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¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ 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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@*†~.¨¨¨¨¨ 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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.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ Where The Spirits Of The Forest Around ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.
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†~.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ It'S Not Endless But Connected To A ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.~†
*†~.¨¨¨¨¨¨ Large Sprawling City, Where My Radio ¨¨¨¨¨¨.~†*
@*†~.¨¨¨¨¨ Friends Live. We Go Exploring Together ¨¨¨¨¨.~†*@
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