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#&^^^^*-,¨ Other Day, Springs And Streams And ¨,-*^^^^&#
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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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#&¤^^-¨¨¨¨ 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 ¨,-*^¤&@##
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##@&¤^*-,¨ Forgetting To Put Them In The Square. ¨,-*^¤&@##
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##@&¤^*-,¨ 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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