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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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,,###,###, 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 #,,,,###,,
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#,,,,##,,, 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 ,,#,#,##,,
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#,##,####, 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 ,,,#,#,,,,
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,#,,,##### the cottage tries to communicate. here, ,#,,#,,,#,
,##,,#,,,, it's not endless but connected to a ###,##,,##
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#,####,#,, friends live. we go exploring together ,,,#,#####
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