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,,##,##,,, sun is about to rise. its a long day, #,#,,,,###
#,#,##,#,, before it fades to night again, and ####,,,#,,
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#,,#,#,,#, 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 ,###,#,#,,
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,#,#,,###, 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 ,,,#####,#
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