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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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