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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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