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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 ,,,,,,&,,,
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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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