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&&&,,,,&,, Envelop Me In Noise... A Sandstorm Of ,,&&&,,,,,
&,&&,,,,&, Sound... And Sure Enough, Between The ,,&,&&,,,,
,,&&&,,,,& Grains There Are Calls From Other &,,,&&&,,,
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,,,,&,&&,, Distant Wailing Sirens, Coming Closer ,&&&,,&,&&
&,,,,,&&&, But Staying Out Of Reach... Telling Me ,&,&&,,,&&
&&,,,,&,&& That Something Is Happening, Perfuming ,,,&&&,,&,
&&&,,,,,&& Me With Someone Elses Excitement ,,,&,&&,,,
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,,&,&&,,,, A Job Long Lost, Urging For Someone To ,,,,,,,&&&
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,&&&,,&,&& And At Times, When I'M Almost Drowning &,,&,,,,,,
,&,&&,,,&& In This Metaphorical Sand, Breathing ,&,,&,,,,,
,,,&&&,,&, It, The Veil Is Next To Breached... I ,,&,,&,,,,
,,,&,&&,,, Hear Flutes, Sines, Repeating Themes ,,,&,,&,,,
,,,,,&&&,, Like Were They Calls From Rubbery ,,,,&,,&,,
,,,,,&,&&, Birds... Deafeningly Loud! ,,,,,&,,&,
,,,,,,,&&& But Like A Mirage, Constantly ,,,,,,&,,&
&,,,,,,&,& Evaporating And Reforming. &,,,,,,&,,
,&,,,,,,,& And Not Really Touching My Eardrums. ,&,,,,,,&,
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