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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. .^»\¤&¶###
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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 .^»\*¤&¶##
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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 ...^\***&&
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#&&¤¤*\»^. healed, and wherever and whenever i'd .^»\*¤¤&&#
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##¶&¤*\»^. rested in my bed. sometimes there's .^»\*¤&¶##
&*»»»^.... accidents where i lose stuff by ....^»»»*&
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&***»^.... it's not endless but connected to a ....^»***&
&***\^^... large sprawling city, where my radio ...^^\***&
&***»..... friends live. we go exploring together .....»***&
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##¶&¤*\»^. me, they never remember during the day. .^»\*¤&¶##
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