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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 @@,,,@@@,,
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@,,@@,,,,@ 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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,@,,,,@@@@ in this cottage there's a lot of radio ,@,,,@@@@,
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@@,@,,@@,, 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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@,,,@,@,@@ i have friends - there's a cat, and a ,@,,@@,,@,
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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 @@@@,@,@,@
@,@@@,,,,@ 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 ,,@,,@,@@@
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@,,@,@,@,, 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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,,@,,@@@@, 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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