,^~:%&#@##                                          ##@#&%:~^,
,,^~:%&#@#                                          #@#&%:~^,,
,,,^~:%&#@                                          @#&%:~^,,,
,,,,^~:%&#                                          #&%:~^,,,,
,,,,,^~:%&                                          &%:~^,,,,,
,,,,^~:%&#                    &&                    #&%:~^,,,,
,,,^~:%&#@                  &&  &&                  @#&%:~^,,,
,,^~:%&#@#                  &    &                  #@#&%:~^,,
,^~:%&#@##                  &&  &&                  ##@#&%:~^,
,,^~:%&#@#                    &&                    #@#&%:~^,,
,,,^~:%&#@                                          @#&%:~^,,,
,,,,^~:%&#            # #~~~~~~~~~~~# #             #&%:~^,,,,
,,,,,^~:%&    ## #  # # # fey bells # #  # ## #     &%:~^,,,,,
,,,,^~:%&#            # #~~~~~~~~~~~# #             #&%:~^,,,,
,,,^~:%&#@                                          @#&%:~^,,,
,,^~:%&#@# 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                                  #&%:~^,,,,
,,,,,^~:%&                                          &%:~^,,,,,
,,,,^~:%&#                                          #&%:~^,,,,
,,,^~:%&#@ 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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,,,,,^~:%&                                          &%:~^,,,,,