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,,,,~:$$##             # #~~~~~~~~~~~# #            ##$$:~,,,,
,,~:*$####    ## #  # # # fey bells # #  # ## #     ####$*:~,,
,,~:*$####             # #~~~~~~~~~~~# #            ####$*:~,,
,,~:*$####                                          ####$*:~,,
,,~:*$#### envelop me in noise... a sandstorm of    ####$*:~,,
,,~:*$#### sound... and sure enough, between the    ####$*:~,,
,,~:*$#### grains there are calls from other        ####$*:~,,
,,,,,:*$## worlds -                                 ##$*:,,,,,
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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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,,~:***$## and at times, when i'm almost drowning   ##$***:~,,
,,,,~:***# 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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