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.....^-†%% Woods (Temperate Climate, Rains Every %%†-^.....
....^-†%%¤ 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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....^-†%%¤ Equipment, Sound Stuff, Synths, Tape ¤%%†-^....
...^-†%%¤@ Players. Pen And Paper, Books, Cameras, @¤%%†-^...
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.^-†%%¤@@# Do Art With. The Fridge Is Filled With #@@¤%%†-^.
..^-†%%¤@@ Differet Foods, All Of Them Intriguing, @@¤%%†-^..
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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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..^-†%%¤@@ 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 #@@¤%%†-^.
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...^-†%%¤@ Friends Live. We Go Exploring Together @¤%%†-^...
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.....^-†%% Me, They Never Remember During The Day. %%†-^.....
......^-†% This Is A Mystery We Often Discuss. %†-^......
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