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,,,&&,&,,&                  &&  &&                  &,&,,,&&,&
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,&,&&&,,&&                  &&  &&                  ,&,,&,&&&,
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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 -                                 ,,,,&,&&&,
&&&&&,,&,,                                          ,,,,&&&,,&
,,,,,&,&&, 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                                  ,,&,,&&&,&
,,&,,,,,&,                                          &,&&,&,,&&
&,&&,,,,&&                                          &&&,&&&,&,
&&&,&,,,&, 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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