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#$%\«-¨¨¨¨ dark, and the stars are out, but the ¨¨¨¨-«\%$#
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##@#$%\«-¨ players. pen and paper, books, cameras, ¨-«\%$#@##
#@#$%\«-¨¨ mirrors, prisms, and various things to ¨¨-«\%$#@#
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$%\«-¨¨¨¨¨ myself, songs and poetry, and found ¨¨¨¨¨-«\%$
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@#$%\«-¨¨¨ of their lives, play the guitar for me, ¨¨¨-«\%$#@
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#$%\«-¨¨¨¨ the cottage tries to communicate. here, ¨¨¨¨-«\%$#
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