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###§%^†~,.            # #~~~~~~~~~~~# #             .,~†^%§###
§§^~,.....    ## #  # # # fey bells # #  # ## #     .....,~^§§
###§%^†~,.             # #~~~~~~~~~~~# #            .,~†^%§###
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###§%^†~,. 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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