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.#.#..#.#. I WAKE UP EVERY MORNING  AT SIX AM. IT'S .#..#.#.##
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.#.#..#.#. SUN IS ABOUT  TO RISE. ITS  A LONG  DAY, .#..#.#.##
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.#.#..#.#. IN  THIS COTTAGE THERE'S  A LOT OF RADIO .#..#.#.##
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.#.#..#.#. PLAYERS. PEN AND  PAPER, BOOKS, CAMERAS, .#..#.#.##
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.#.#.##.#. THE SHORTWAVE RADIO, AND TRANSMIT  A BIT .#.##.#..#
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.#.#..#.#. OF THEIR LIVES,  PLAY THE GUITAR FOR ME, .#..#.#.##
.#.#.##.#. AND  TELL  TALES  OF THE  OLD  WORLD.  I .#.##.#..#
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.#.#.##.#. RESTED  IN  MY  BED.  SOMETIMES  THERE'S .#.##.#..#
.#.#..#.#. ACCIDENTS   WHERE   I  LOSE   STUFF   BY .#..#.#.##
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.#.#.##.#. 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. .#..#.#.##
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