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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   ,##,,,,,,#
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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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