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####,,,,,, not actually a palace. a cottage in the ,,#,,,,,##
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##,,,,##,, other day, springs and streams and ###,,#,,,,
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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 ,,####,,##
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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, ,,####,,,,
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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 ##,,,,,,,,
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####,,,,## 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 ,,,##,,,,,
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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. ##########
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