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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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