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.....,-=*$ ## # # # # fey bells # # # ## # $*=-,.....
......,-=* # #-----------# # *=-,......
.......,-= =-,.......
......,-=* envelop me in noise... a sandstorm of *=-,......
.....,-=*$ 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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