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##@§%=†-:¨                                          ¨:-†=%§@##
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##@§%=†-:¨ Distant Wailing Sirens, Coming Closer    ¨:-†=%§@##
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###@%=†-:¨ That Something Is Happening, Perfuming   ¨:-†=%@###
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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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§§§%%=†-:¨ In This Metaphorical Sand, Breathing     ¨:-†=%%§§§
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§%%††--::¨ 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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##@§%=†-:¨                                          ¨:-†=%§@##
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