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¨-~**$@#@# #@#@$**~-¨
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¨-~**$@#@# # #~~~~~~~~~~~# # #@#@$**~-¨
¨-~**$@##@ @##@$**~-¨
¨-~**$@##@ envelop me in noise... a sandstorm of @##@$**~-¨
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¨-~**$$$#@ worlds - @#$$$**~-¨
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¨-~**$@#@# but staying out of reach... telling me #@#@$**~-¨
¨-~**$@#@# that something is happening, perfuming #@#@$**~-¨
¨-**$@#@## me with someone elses excitement ##@#@$**-¨
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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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