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¨¨¨::**¤¤# 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, ##£¤¤**«:¨
¨:«**¤¤£## slightly weird. ##£¤¤**«:¨
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¨¨¨:«**¤¤£ 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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¨:«****¤¤¤ 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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