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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 &£*;«-....
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...-«;*£ 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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........-« 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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...-«;*£ "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 *;«-......
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....-«;*£& the cottage tries to communicate. here, &£*;«-....
...-«;*£ it's not endless but connected to a #&£*;«-...
..-«;*£# large sprawling city, where my radio ##&£*;«-..
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