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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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