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,,,,.*$$§# Woods (Temperate Climate, Rains Every #§$$*.,,,,
,.~*$&§### Other Day, Springs And Streams And ###§&$*~.,
,.~*$&§### Mysterious Iron And Stone Artifacts, ###§&$*~.,
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,.~*$&§### Sun Is About To Rise. Its A Long Day, ###§&$*~.,
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,.~*$&§### Then It Stays So Until I Fall Asleep. ###§&$*~.,
,.~*$§#### It Doesn'T Rise Unless I'Ve Had My ####§$*~.,
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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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,.~*$&§### Dog (Who Is Ridicolously Large And ###§&$*~.,
,,,,,.**$§ Wants To Be The Big Spoon). I Listen To §$**.,,,,,
,,,,~*&&§# The Shortwave Radio, And Transmit A Bit #§&&*~,,,,
,.~*$&§### Myself, Songs And Poetry, And Found ###§&$*~.,
,.~*$&§### Sounds From The Forest. The Others Tell ###§&$*~.,
,.~**$$& Of Their Lives, Play The Guitar For Me, #&&$$**~.,
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,.~*$&§### Most Importantly, There'S A Two Square ###§&$*~.,
,.~*$&§### Meter Area On The Floor Where I Can ###§&$*~.,
,,,...*$§# "Save" Things. Whatever I Put In Here #§$*...,,,
,.~*$&§### Will Not Be Affected By The Nightly ###§&$*~.,
,.~*$&§### Reset. Everything Else, However, Is ###§&$*~.,
,,,,,.~$&§ Completely Reset Overnight: Synth §&$~.,,,,,
,.~*$$$&§# Patches Removed, Food Uneaten, Wounds #§&$$$*~.,
,.~*$&&§§§ Healed, And Wherever And Whenever I'D §§§&&$*~.,
,.~*$&§### Fall Asleep I'D Always Wake Up Fully ###§&$*~.,
,,,,,,.*$§ Rested In My Bed. Sometimes There'S §$*.,,,,,,
,.~*$&§### Accidents Where I Lose Stuff By ###§&$*~.,
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,.~~~$$$§§ At Night, I Have Demi-Lucid Dreams §§$$$~~~.,
,.~*$&§### Where The Spirits Of The Forest Around ###§&$*~.,
,,,,,~**$§ The Cottage Tries To Communicate. Here, §$**~,,,,,
,.~*$&§### It'S Not Endless But Connected To A ###§&$*~.,
,.*$&§#### Large Sprawling City, Where My Radio ####§&$*.,
,.~*$&§### Friends Live. We Go Exploring Together ###§&$*~.,
,.~*$&§### - Things Are Deep And Dark - But Unlike ###§&$*~.,
,.~*$&§### Me, They Never Remember During The Day. ###§&$*~.,
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