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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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