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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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,,##,,#### And At Times, When I'M Almost Drowning   ###,#,#,#,
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#,######,, 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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