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,###,,#,,, envelop me in noise... a sandstorm of    ,,,#,##,,,
,#,##,,#,, sound... and sure enough, between the    ,,,,,###,,
,,,###,,#, grains there are calls from other        ,,,,,#,##,
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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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