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#,#,##,,#,             & dream palace &             #,#,#,#,#,
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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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