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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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