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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. ,,-«/†$#@#
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#@#$†/«-,, # ,,-«/†$#@#
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#@#$†/«-,, 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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