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###@£%;~-, other day, springs and streams and ,-~;%£@###
@@@§£%;~-, mysterious iron and stone artifacts, ,-~;%£§@@@
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§£%~---,,, 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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#@§%;-,,,, equipment, sound stuff, synths, tape ,,,,-;%§@#
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@§£%;;;~-, mirrors, prisms, and various things to ,-~;;;%£§@
##@§£%;~-, do art with. the fridge is filled with ,-~;%£§@##
##@§£%;~-, differet foods, all of them intriguing, ,-~;%£§@##
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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, ,,,,-~%£§§
##@§£%;~-, and tell tales of the old world. i ,-~;%£§@##
###@§£;~-, consider them friends as well. ,-~;£§@###
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##@§£%;~-, most importantly, there's a two square ,-~;%£§@##
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##@§£%;~-, "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 ,-~;%£§@##
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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 ,-~;%%££§@
@@@§£%;~-, 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. ,,,,,-~%§@
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