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¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨~ 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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¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨~ 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 @@§%/«~¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨~«/%§@ 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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¨¨~«/%§@@# 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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¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ 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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