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.,~†%&#@##             % Dream Palace %             ##@#&%†~,.
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..,~†%&#@#             † ..... ...... †             #@#&%†~,..
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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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..,~†%&#@#                     .                    #@#&%†~,..
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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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