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@@$%~~,,,,             $ Dream Palace $             ,,,,~~%$@@
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#@@#$%/~,, 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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@@#$$%/~,, In This Cottage There'S  A Lot  Of Radio ,,~/%$$#@@
##@#$%/~,,   Equipment, Sound Stuff, Synths, Tape   ,,~/%$#@##
###@#$%~,, Players.  Pen And Paper, Books, Cameras, ,,~%$#@###
##@#$%/~,, Mirrors, Prisms,  And Various Things  To ,,~/%$#@##
@@@#$%/~,, Do Art With.  The Fridge  Is Filled With ,,~/%$#@@@
##@#$%/~,, Differet Foods,  All Of Them Intriguing, ,,~/%$#@##
@@@#$%/~,,             Slightly Weird.              ,,~/%$#@@@
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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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