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,^~†$$#£## sound... and sure enough, between the    ##£#$$†~^,
,,^~†$$#£# grains there are calls from other        #£#$$†~^,,
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,,,,,^~†$$ distant wailing sirens, coming closer    $$†~^,,,,,
,,,,,,^~†$ but staying out of reach... telling me   $†~^,,,,,,
,,,,,,,^~† that something is happening, perfuming   †~^,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,^~ me with someone elses excitement         ~^,,,,,,,,
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,,,,,,^~†$ 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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