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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                                  *~:¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨:~                                          ~:¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨:                                          :¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ 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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