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#..#.#.#.#   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 #.#..#..#.
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#.##.#.#.#   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    #.#.##.##.
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#..#.#.#.#  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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