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..@..@.... But Staying Out Of Reach... Telling Me ......@...
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....@..@.. Me With Someone Elses Excitement @@......@.
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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. @@...@....
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