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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, ,^=†=&##
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###&&=†=^, 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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##&==^,,,, 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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####&=†=^, 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 ,,^^====
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###&&=†=^, Rested In My Bed. Sometimes There'S ,^=†=&##
###&&=†=^, Accidents Where I Lose Stuff By ,^=†=&##
####&=†=^, Forgetting To Put Them In The Square. ,^=†=###
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###&&=†=^, At Night, I Have Demi-Lucid Dreams ,^=†=&##
###&&=†=^, Where The Spirits Of The Forest Around ,^=†=&##
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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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