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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     ,~«†%£§@@@
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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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§££££%†«~, 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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