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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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