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#@#£%%;«:, Other Day, Springs And Streams And ,:«;%%£#@#
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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 ,,,,,,,,,,
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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 ,,,,,:«;%%
£%%;«:,,,, Patches Removed, Food Uneaten, Wounds ,,,,:«;%%£
#£%%;«:,,, Healed, And Wherever And Whenever I'D ,,,:«;%%£#
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#@#£%%;«:, Rested In My Bed. Sometimes There'S ,:«;%%£#@#
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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 ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, - 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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