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###@$*/-^. Hear Flutes, Sines, Repeating Themes .^-/*$@###
####@*/-^. 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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