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¨§§¨¨§¨§¨§ Sun Is About To Rise. Its A Long Day, ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
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¨§§¨¨§¨§¨§ Then It Stays So Until I Fall Asleep. ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§§¨§¨¨ It Doesn'T Rise Unless I'Ve Had My ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
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¨§§¨¨§¨§¨§ Do Art With. The Fridge Is Filled With ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
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¨§§¨¨§¨§¨§ Myself, Songs And Poetry, And Found ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§§¨§¨¨ Sounds From The Forest. The Others Tell ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
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¨§§¨¨§¨§¨§ "Save" Things. Whatever I Put In Here ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§§¨§¨¨ Will Not Be Affected By The Nightly ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
¨§§¨¨§¨§¨§ Reset. Everything Else, However, Is ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§§¨§¨¨ Completely Reset Overnight: Synth ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
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¨§§¨¨§¨§¨§ Fall Asleep I'D Always Wake Up Fully ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
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¨§§¨¨§¨§¨§ Accidents Where I Lose Stuff By ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§§¨§¨¨ Forgetting To Put Them In The Square. ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
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¨§§¨¨§¨§¨§ It'S Not Endless But Connected To A ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
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¨§§¨¨§¨§¨§ Me, They Never Remember During The Day. ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
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