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###&£^/-^, mysterious iron and stone artifacts, ,^-/^£&###
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&£^^^//-^, sun is about to rise. its a long day, ,^-//^^^£&
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&^^//-,,,, then it stays so until i fall asleep. ,,,,-//^^&
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#&£/--,,,, 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, ,^-----^^&
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£&£/^^^,,, i have friends - there's a cat, and a ,,,^^^/£&£
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££^/--^^,, 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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£&£££^/-^, "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 ,^-/^£&£##
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##£&£^/-^, 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. ,^-/^£&£££
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