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,,,~~:%###                                          ###%:~~,,,
,,,,,,~%##                                          ##%~,,,,,,
,,,,,:%%%#             % Dream Palace %             #%%%:,,,,,
,,,,~~%%%@             , ----- ------ ,             @%%%~~,,,,
,,~:%%#@##             % ..... ...... %             ##@#%%:~,,
,,~:%%%#@#             : ..... ...... :             #@#%%%:~,,
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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))                 ##@#%%:~,,
,,~:%%#@##                                          ##@#%%:~,,
,,~:%%#@##                     ~                    ##@#%%:~,,
,,~:%%#@##                                          ##@#%%:~,,
,,,,,~:%%# 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.             ##@#%%:~,,
,,,,,,~:%@                                          @%:~,,,,,,
,,~:%%#@##                     #                    ##@#%%:~,,
,,,,,~~%%#                                          #%%~~,,,,,
,,~:%%%%#@ 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.      ###@#%:~,,
,,~:%%#@##                                          ##@#%%:~,,
,,~:%%#@##                    @                     ##@#%%:~,,
,,~:%%#@##                                          ##@#%%:~,,
,,~:%%%%@# 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. ##@#%%:~,,
,,~:%%#@##                                          ##@#%%:~,,
,,~:%%#@##                     ,                    ##@#%%:~,,
,,,,,~:%@@                                          @@%:~,,,,,
,,~:%%%#@# 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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