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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, ,,,,,,,,,,
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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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