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%††~^,,,,, SOUND... AND SURE ENOUGH, BETWEEN THE    ,,,,,^~††%
††~^,,,,,, GRAINS THERE ARE CALLS FROM OTHER        ,,,,,,^~††
†~^,,,,,,, WORLDS -                                 ,,,,,,,^~†
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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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††~^,,,,,, THE PHONE RINGING, A CERTAIN PHONE FROM  ,,,,,,^~††
%††~^,,,,, A JOB LONG LOST, URGING FOR SOMEONE TO   ,,,,,^~††%
¤%††~^,,,, PICK UP                                  ,,,,^~††%¤
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#£¤%††~^,, 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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