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*«.,,,,,,, Woods (Temperate Climate, Rains Every ,,,,,,,.«*
†*«.,,,,,, Other Day, Springs And Streams And ,,,,,,.«*†
%†*«.,,,,, Mysterious Iron And Stone Artifacts, ,,,,,.«*†%
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#%†*«.,,,, 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 ,,,,,,,,.«
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#%†*«.,,,, Equipment, Sound Stuff, Synths, Tape ,,,,.«*†%#
##%†*«.,,, Players. Pen And Paper, Books, Cameras, ,,,.«*†%##
###%†*«.,, Mirrors, Prisms, And Various Things To ,,.«*†%###
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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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#%†*«.,,,, 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 ,,,,,.«*†%
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#%†*«.,,,, 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. ,,,,,,,,,.
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