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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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