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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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,,,,,,,,,~ 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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,,,,,,,,,, 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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,,~:^§@### 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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