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^~,¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ envelop me in noise... a sandstorm of    ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨,~^
~,¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ sound... and sure enough, between the    ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨,~
,¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ grains there are calls from other        ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨,
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ worlds -                                 ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ distant wailing sirens, coming closer    ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
,¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ but staying out of reach... telling me   ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨,
~,¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ that something is happening, perfuming   ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨,~
^~,¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ me with someone elses excitement         ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨,~^
†^~,¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨,~^†
$†^~,¨¨¨¨¨ the phone ringing, a certain phone from  ¨¨¨¨¨,~^†$
£$†^~,¨¨¨¨ a job long lost, urging for someone to   ¨¨¨¨,~^†$£
#£$†^~,¨¨¨ pick up                                  ¨¨¨,~^†$£#
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#£$†^~,¨¨¨ in this metaphorical sand, breathing     ¨¨¨,~^†$£#
£$†^~,¨¨¨¨ it, the veil is next to breached... i    ¨¨¨¨,~^†$£
$†^~,¨¨¨¨¨ hear flutes, sines, repeating themes     ¨¨¨¨¨,~^†$
†^~,¨¨¨¨¨¨ 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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†^~,¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨,~^†