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.........& 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 .....&&&..
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&........& 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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