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...«/%¤££# it doesn't rise unless i've had my #££¤%/«...
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......«/%¤ in this cottage there's a lot of radio ¤%/«......
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.......«/% mirrors, prisms, and various things to %/«.......
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.....«/%¤£ differet foods, all of them intriguing, £¤%/«.....
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.......«/% 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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.....«/%¤£ 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 #££¤%/«...
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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 ¤%/«......
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