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#@##§§*~,. other day, springs and streams and .,~*§§##@#
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@#§~,..... 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 .,~*§§#@##
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#@##§§*~,. mirrors, prisms, and various things to .,~*§§##@#
#@##§§*~,. do art with. the fridge is filled with .,~*§§##@#
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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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##@##§*~,. most importantly, there's a two square .,~*§##@##
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@###§§*~,. "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. .,~*§§###@
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####§§*~,. 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 .,~*§§§###
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##@#§§*~,. - 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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