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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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