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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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