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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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,,,,~*%§## # ##§%*~,,,,
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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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