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,^«:***£¤# Woods (Temperate Climate, Rains Every #¤£***:«^,
,^«:*£¤### Other Day, Springs And Streams And ###¤£*:«^,
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,^«:*£¤### Sun Is About To Rise. Its A Long Day, ###¤£*:«^,
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,^«:*£¤### Then It Stays So Until I Fall Asleep. ###¤£*:«^,
,^«:*£¤### It Doesn'T Rise Unless I'Ve Had My ###¤£*:«^,
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,^«:*£¤### 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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,,,««**£¤¤ 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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,,,,^««:£¤ "Save" Things. Whatever I Put In Here ¤£:««^,,,,
,^«:*£¤### Will Not Be Affected By The Nightly ###¤£*:«^,
,,,,,^^:£¤ Reset. Everything Else, However, Is ¤£:^^,,,,,
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,^«:£¤#### Patches Removed, Food Uneaten, Wounds ####¤£:«^,
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,^«:*£¤### Fall Asleep I'D Always Wake Up Fully ###¤£*:«^,
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,^«:*£¤### 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 #¤¤***:«^,
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,,,,,^:££¤ Me, They Never Remember During The Day. ¤££:^,,,,,
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