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#,,,,,,,#, 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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,#,,,,#,,, mirrors, prisms, and various things to #,,##,#,,,
,##,,,##,, do art with. the fridge is filled with ##,#,###,,
,#,#,,#,#, differet foods, all of them intriguing, ,,####,,#,
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,,######,# 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 ,,,###,,,,
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#,###,#,,, will not be affected by the nightly ,,#,,,,#,,
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#,,#,#,,#, completely reset overnight: synth #,#,#,,#,#
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,#,,,,#,,, the cottage tries to communicate. here, #,#####,#,
,##,,,##,, it's not endless but connected to a ###,,,,###
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