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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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¨¨¨¨¨¨-**& & &**-¨¨¨¨¨¨
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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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