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,,^«^^*#£#             * DREAM PALACE *             #£#*^^«^,,
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,^«^^*#£##             ^ ..... ...... ^             ##£#*^^«^,
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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     ##£#*^^«^,
,,^«^^*#£#                 SPRING))                 #£#*^^«^,,
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,^«^^*#£##                                          ##£#*^^«^,
,,^«^^*#£# I WAKE UP EVERY MORNING AT SIX  AM. IT'S #£#*^^«^,,
,^«^^*#£## 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 ##£#*^^«^,
,,^«^^*#£#                  DREAMS.                 #£#*^^«^,,
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,,^«^^*#£# IN  THIS COTTAGE THERE'S A LOT OF  RADIO #£#*^^«^,,
,^«^^*#£##   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 #£#*^^«^,,
,^«^^*#£## DIFFERET FOODS,  ALL OF THEM INTRIGUING, ##£#*^^«^,
,,^«^^*#£#             SLIGHTLY WEIRD.              #£#*^^«^,,
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,,^«^^*#£# I  HAVE FRIENDS  - THERE'S  A CAT, AND A #£#*^^«^,,
,^«^^*#£## DOG  (WHO  IS  RIDICOLOUSLY  LARGE   AND ##£#*^^«^,
,,^«^^*#£# 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    ##£#*^^«^,
,,^«^^*#£#   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 #£#*^^«^,,
,^«^^*#£## FORGETTING TO  PUT THEM  IN THE  SQUARE. ##£#*^^«^,
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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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