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,,,@,@@@,,            # #~~~~~~~~~~~# #             ,@@,@,@@@,
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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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