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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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\»-,,,,,,, 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, ,,,,-»\§&@
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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 ,,-»\§&@##
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##@&§\»-,, 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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