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~,,,,,,,,, The Shortwave Radio, And Transmit A Bit ,,,,,,,,,~
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&%:~,,,,,, "Save" Things. Whatever I Put In Here ,,,,,,~:%&
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:~,,,,,,,, Reset. Everything Else, However, Is ,,,,,,,,~:
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,,,,,,,,,, Patches Removed, Food Uneaten, Wounds ,,,,,,,,,,
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&%:~,,,,,, It'S Not Endless But Connected To A ,,,,,,~:%&
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:~,,,,,,,, Friends Live. We Go Exploring Together ,,,,,,,,~:
~,,,,,,,,, - Things Are Deep And Dark - But Unlike ,,,,,,,,,~
,,,,,,,,,, Me, They Never Remember During The Day. ,,,,,,,,,,
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