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#@£§£†=-^, then it stays so until i fall asleep. ,^-=†£§£@#
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#@£§£†=-^, players. pen and paper, books, cameras, ,^-=†£§£@#
#@£§£†=-^, mirrors, prisms, and various things to ,^-=†£§£@#
##£§£†=-^, do art with. the fridge is filled with ,^-=†£§£##
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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 ,^-=†£££§£
#@£§£†=-^, sounds from the forest. the others tell ,^-=†£§£@#
££†††---^, of their lives, play the guitar for me, ,^---†††££
@@£§£†=-^, and tell tales of the old world. i ,^-=†£§£@@
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§§†=-^^,,, "save" things. whatever i put in here ,,,^^-=†§§
#@£§£†=-^, will not be affected by the nightly ,^-=†£§£@#
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##@£§£†-^, completely reset overnight: synth ,^-†£§£@##
##@§£†=-^, patches removed, food uneaten, wounds ,^-=†£§@##
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@§§£††=-^, 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 ,^-=†£§£@#
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§§§§£†=-^, the cottage tries to communicate. here, ,^-=†£§§§§
§§££††=-^, it's not endless but connected to a ,^-=††££§§
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##£§£†=-^, friends live. we go exploring together ,^-=†£§£##
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#@£§£†=-^, me, they never remember during the day. ,^-=†£§£@#
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