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#.#.#.##.#  Woods (Temperate Climate, Rains Every   #.#.#.#.#.
#.#.#..#.# Other  Day,  Springs  And  Streams   And #.#.#.#.#.
#.#.#.##.#   Mysterious Iron And Stone Artifacts,   #.#.#.#.#.
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#.#.#..#.# 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 #.#.#.#.#.
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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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