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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. ¨,~***@@@#
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##§@*~¨¨¨¨ 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, ¨¨¨¨¨¨,*@§
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§@*~~¨¨¨¨¨ Wants To Be The Big Spoon). I Listen To ¨¨¨¨¨~~*@§
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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 ¨,~**@@@##
§@**,,¨¨¨¨ 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 ¨,~**@§###
####§**~,¨ Completely Reset Overnight: Synth ¨,~**§####
###§@**~,¨ Patches Removed, Food Uneaten, Wounds ¨,~**@§###
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###§@**~,¨ Fall Asleep I'D Always Wake Up Fully ¨,~**@§###
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##§§@**~,¨ 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. ¨¨¨¨¨¨,~*§
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