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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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