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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 ,,,,,-†^^£
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##¶£%^†-~, 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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#¶¶£%^†-~, "save" things. whatever i put in here ,~-†^%£¶¶#
£££^^--,,, will not be affected by the nightly ,,,--^^£££
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£%^^†-~~~, 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 ,,,,,,~†%¶
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£^†-,,,,,, 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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