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,,@,@,@,@,     ## #  # # # fey bells # #  # ## #    @,,@,@,@,@
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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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