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,,,,^~:$*@             * dream palace *             @*$:~^,,,,
,,,,,^~:$*             ^ ----- ------ ^             *$:~^,,,,,
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,,,,,^~:$* not actually a palace. a cottage in  the *$:~^,,,,,
,,,,^~:$*@   woods (temperate climate, rains every  @*$:~^,,,,
,,,^~:$*@@ other   day,  springs  and  streams  and @@*$:~^,,,
,,^~:$*@@#   mysterious iron and stone artifacts,   #@@*$:~^,,
,^~:$*@@##    birdland-ish eternal spring (late     ##@@*$:~^,
,,^~:$*@@#                 spring))                 #@@*$:~^,,
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,,,,^~:$*@                     ~                    @*$:~^,,,,
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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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,,,,^~:$*@                    $                     @*$:~^,,,,
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,,^~:$*@@# in this  cottage there's a lot  of radio #@@*$:~^,,
,^~:$*@@##   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.             @*$:~^,,,,
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,,^~:$*@@#                     @                    #@@*$:~^,,
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,,^~:$*@@# 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 @*$:~^,,,,
,,,^~:$*@@ 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 *$:~^,,,,,
,,,,^~:$*@ 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. ##@@*$:~^,
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,,,^~:$*@@                     ,                    @@*$:~^,,,
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,,,,,^~:$* 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 ##@@*$:~^,
,,^~:$*@@# friends live.  we go exploring  together #@@*$:~^,,
,,,^~:$*@@ - 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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