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##@#%%:«,¨ Then It Stays So Until I Fall Asleep. ¨,«:%%#@##
#@@#%%:«,¨ It Doesn'T Rise Unless I'Ve Had My ¨,«:%%#@@#
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##@#%%:«,¨ Do Art With. The Fridge Is Filled With ¨,«:%%#@##
##@#%%:«,¨ Differet Foods, All Of Them Intriguing, ¨,«:%%#@##
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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 ¨¨¨¨,,:%%#
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#@@#%%:«,¨ Of Their Lives, Play The Guitar For Me, ¨,«:%%#@@#
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@%%:,,¨¨¨¨ "Save" Things. Whatever I Put In Here ¨¨¨¨,,:%%@
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#@@#%%:«,¨ Patches Removed, Food Uneaten, Wounds ¨,«:%%#@@#
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@#%%:,¨¨¨¨ 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 ¨,«:%%#@@#
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#@@#%%:«,¨ - Things Are Deep And Dark - But Unlike ¨,«:%%#@@#
#@@#%%:«,¨ Me, They Never Remember During The Day. ¨,«:%%#@@#
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