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#@#§**=-,, Not Actually A Palace. A Cottage In The ,,-=**§#@#
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§***--,,,, Other Day, Springs And Streams And ,,,,--***§
#§*=,,,,,, Mysterious Iron And Stone Artifacts, ,,,,,,=*§#
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@§§*=,,,,, 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 ,,-=**§##@
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@##§**=-,, 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, ,,-=**§#@#
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#**==-,,,, 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, ,,-=**§@##
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#@#§**=-,, 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 ,,,,,==*§@
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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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