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,,,,,,-^*£ Woods (Temperate Climate, Rains Every £*^-,,,,,,
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,,,-^**$££ Mysterious Iron And Stone Artifacts, ££$**^-,,,
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,--^*$£@## Sun Is About To Rise. Its A Long Day, ##@£$*^--,
,,,,---*£@ Before It Fades To Night Again, And @£*---,,,,
,,,,---*$@ Then It Stays So Until I Fall Asleep. @$*---,,,,
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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 #£**---,,,
,,,-^^^*$£ The Shortwave Radio, And Transmit A Bit £$*^^^-,,,
--^*$£@### Myself, Songs And Poetry, And Found ###@£$*^--
,--^*$£@## Sounds From The Forest. The Others Tell ##@£$*^--,
,,,,,,-^$£ Of Their Lives, Play The Guitar For Me, £$^-,,,,,,
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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 £**--,,,,,
,,,,-^*$£@ Reset. Everything Else, However, Is @£$*^-,,,,
,--^*$£@## Completely Reset Overnight: Synth ##@£$*^--,
,--^*$£@## Patches Removed, Food Uneaten, Wounds ##@£$*^--,
,--^*$£@## Healed, And Wherever And Whenever I'D ##@£$*^--,
,--^$£@### Fall Asleep I'D Always Wake Up Fully ###@£$^--,
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,--^*$£@## Where The Spirits Of The Forest Around ##@£$*^--,
,--^*$£££@ The Cottage Tries To Communicate. Here, @£££$*^--,
,--^*$£@## It'S Not Endless But Connected To A ##@£$*^--,
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