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......^=;= =;=^......
.....^=;=& && &=;=^.....
....^=;=&@ && && @&=;=^....
...^=;=&@# & & #@&=;=^...
..^=;=&@## && && ##@&=;=^..
.^=;=&@### && ###@&=;=^.
..^=;=&@## ##@&=;=^..
...^=;=&@# # #===========# # #@&=;=^...
....^=;=&@ ## # # # # Fey Bells # # # ## # @&=;=^....
.....^=;=& # #===========# # &=;=^.....
......^=;= =;=^......
.......^=; 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 &=;=^.....
....^=;=&@ @&=;=^....
...^=;=&@# #@&=;=^...
..^=;=&@## 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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