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£%$$$†«::¨ sun is about to rise. its a long day, ¨::«†$$$%£
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#@££%$†«:¨ equipment, sound stuff, synths, tape ¨:«†$%££@#
##££%$†«:¨ players. pen and paper, books, cameras, ¨:«†$%££##
#@££%$†«:¨ mirrors, prisms, and various things to ¨:«†$%££@#
#@££%$†«:¨ do art with. the fridge is filled with ¨:«†$%££@#
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#@££%$†«:¨ slightly weird. ¨:«†$%££@#
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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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##@££%†«:¨ reset. everything else, however, is ¨:«†%££@##
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#@££%$†«:¨ patches removed, food uneaten, wounds ¨:«†$%££@#
#@££%$†«:¨ healed, and wherever and whenever i'd ¨:«†$%££@#
##@££%$†«: fall asleep i'd always wake up fully :«†$%££@##
@£££%$†«:¨ rested in my bed. sometimes there's ¨:«†$%£££@
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#@££%$†«:¨ forgetting to put them in the square. ¨:«†$%££@#
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£%$$$†:::¨ friends live. we go exploring together ¨:::†$$$%£
#@££%$†«:¨ - things are deep and dark - but unlike ¨:«†$%££@#
@£££%$†«:¨ me, they never remember during the day. ¨:«†$%£££@
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