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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    ##@£%§*-~,
,,~-*§%£@#                 Spring))                 #@£%§*-~,,
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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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,,~-*§%£@#                    §                     #@£%§*-~,,
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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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,,~-*§%£@#                     £                    #@£%§*-~,,
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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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,,~-*§%£@#                    @                     #@£%§*-~,,
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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. ##@£%§*-~,
,,~-*§%£@#                                          #@£%§*-~,,
,~-*§%£@##                    ,                     ##@£%§*-~,
,,~-*§%£@#                                          #@£%§*-~,,
,~-*§%£@## 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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