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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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@,,,,@,,@@ 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, ,,,@,@,,@@
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,,,@@@@,@, I Have Friends - There'S A Cat, And A ,,@,,@@@,@
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,@,@@,,@,, 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 @,,,@@,@,,
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,@@@@@@,@@ 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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