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,,-†=##### Envelop Me In Noise... A Sandstorm Of    #####=†-,,
,,,,†††=## Sound... And Sure Enough, Between The    ##=†††,,,,
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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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