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##@%$*~,,, Not Actually A Palace. A Cottage In The ,,,~*$%@##
###@%$*~,, Woods (Temperate Climate, Rains Every ,,~*$%@###
##@%$*~,,, Other Day, Springs And Streams And ,,,~*$%@##
#@%$*~,,,, Mysterious Iron And Stone Artifacts, ,,,,~*$%@#
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@%$*~,,,,, Before It Fades To Night Again, And ,,,,,~*$%@
#@%$*~,,,, Then It Stays So Until I Fall Asleep. ,,,,~*$%@#
##@%$*~,,, It Doesn'T Rise Unless I'Ve Had My ,,,~*$%@##
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*~,,,,,,,, Players. Pen And Paper, Books, Cameras, ,,,,,,,,~*
~,,,,,,,,, Mirrors, Prisms, And Various Things To ,,,,,,,,,~
*~,,,,,,,, Do Art With. The Fridge Is Filled With ,,,,,,,,~*
$*~,,,,,,, Differet Foods, All Of Them Intriguing, ,,,,,,,~*$
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###@%$*~,, I Have Friends - There'S A Cat, And A ,,~*$%@###
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#@%$*~,,,, Wants To Be The Big Spoon). I Listen To ,,,,~*$%@#
@%$*~,,,,, The Shortwave Radio, And Transmit A Bit ,,,,,~*$%@
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*~,,,,,,,, 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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##@%$*~,,, The Cottage Tries To Communicate. Here, ,,,~*$%@##
#@%$*~,,,, It'S Not Endless But Connected To A ,,,,~*$%@#
@%$*~,,,,, Large Sprawling City, Where My Radio ,,,,,~*$%@
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