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,,,,,,,,~« Envelop Me In Noise... A Sandstorm Of «~,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,~«% Sound... And Sure Enough, Between The %«~,,,,,,,
,,,,,,~«%* Grains There Are Calls From Other *%«~,,,,,,
,,,,,~«%*¤ Worlds - ¤*%«~,,,,,
,,,,~«%*¤# #¤*%«~,,,,
,,,~«%*¤#@ Distant Wailing Sirens, Coming Closer @#¤*%«~,,,
,,~«%*¤#@# But Staying Out Of Reach... Telling Me #@#¤*%«~,,
,~«%*¤#@## That Something Is Happening, Perfuming ##@#¤*%«~,
,,~«%*¤#@# Me With Someone Elses Excitement #@#¤*%«~,,
,,,~«%*¤#@ @#¤*%«~,,,
,,,,~«%*¤# 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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