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\~-....... But Staying Out Of Reach... Telling Me .......-~\
%\~-...... That Something Is Happening, Perfuming ......-~\%
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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. ...-~\%@@@
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