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,,~†$$@@@#             $ dream palace $             #@@@$$†~,,
,,~†$$@@@#             , ----- ------ ,             #@@@$$†~,,
,,~†$$@@@@             $ ..... ...... $             @@@@$$†~,,
,,~†$$@@@#             † ..... ...... †             #@@@$$†~,,
,,~†$@@@##             , ..... ...... ,             ##@@@$†~,,
,,,,,,†$$@             , ..... ...... ,             @$$†,,,,,,
,,~†$$@@@#             , ..... ...... ,             #@@@$$†~,,
,,,,,††$$@                                          @$$††,,,,,
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,,~†$$@@@@ not  actually a palace. a cottage in the @@@@$$†~,,
,,~†$$@@@#  woods (temperate climate, rains every   #@@@$$†~,,
,,,,,~$@@@ other  day,  springs  and   streams  and @@@$~,,,,,
,,,,,,†$@@   mysterious iron and stone artifacts,   @@$†,,,,,,
,,~†$@@@##     birdland-ish eternal spring (late    ##@@@$†~,,
,,~†$$@@@#                 spring))                 #@@@$$†~,,
,,~†$$@@@#                                          #@@@$$†~,,
,,~†$$@@@#                    ~                     #@@@$$†~,,
,,~†$$@@@#                                          #@@@$$†~,,
,,~†$$@@@# i wake up every morning at six am.  it's #@@@$$†~,,
,,,,,†$$$@ dark,  and  the stars  are  out, but the @$$$†,,,,,
,,~†$$@@@@ sun  is  about to rise. its a long  day, @@@@$$†~,,
,,~†$$@@@# before  it  fades  to  night  again, and #@@@$$†~,,
,,~†$$@@@# then  it  stays so until i fall  asleep. #@@@$$†~,,
,,~†$$@@## it  doesn't  rise  unless  i've  had  my ##@@$$†~,,
,,~†$$@@@@                 dreams.                  @@@@$$†~,,
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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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,,~†$$@@@#                                          #@@@$$†~,,
,,~†$$@@## i  have friends  -  there's a cat, and a ##@@$$†~,,
,,~†$$@@@# dog  (who  is   ridicolously  large  and #@@@$$†~,,
,,~†$$@@@@ wants to  be the big spoon). i listen to @@@@$$†~,,
,,~†$$@@@# the shortwave radio, and transmit a  bit #@@@$$†~,,
,,~†$$$@@@ myself,  songs  and  poetry,  and  found @@@$$$†~,,
,,~†$$@@@@ sounds  from the forest. the others tell @@@@$$†~,,
,,~†$$@@@# of their lives, play the  guitar for me, #@@@$$†~,,
,,~†$$@@@@ and  tell tales  of  the  old  world.  i @@@@$$†~,,
,,~†$$@@@#      consider them friends as well.      #@@@$$†~,,
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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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