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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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