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#@@¤£*;~-¨ Sounds From The Forest. The Others Tell ¨-~;*£¤@@#
#@@¤£*;~-¨ Of Their Lives, Play The Guitar For Me, ¨-~;*£¤@@#
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#@@¤£*;~-¨ "Save" Things. Whatever I Put In Here ¨-~;*£¤@@#
#@@¤£*;~-¨ Will Not Be Affected By The Nightly ¨-~;*£¤@@#
#@@¤£*;~-¨ Reset. Everything Else, However, Is ¨-~;*£¤@@#
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#@@¤£*;~-¨ It'S Not Endless But Connected To A ¨-~;*£¤@@#
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