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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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#&&&*%†»^, 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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