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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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