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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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,@@@@,,@@, 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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