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,^»;†%£@## Other Day, Springs And Streams And ##@£%†;»^,
,^»;†%£@## Mysterious Iron And Stone Artifacts, ##@£%†;»^,
,^»;†%£@## Birdland-Ish Eternal Spring (Late ##@£%†;»^,
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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. ##@£%†;»^,
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,,,,,^;†£# Dreams. #£†;^,,,,,
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,^»;†£@### 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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,,,^»»;†£@ 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. @%%%%†;»^,
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