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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         ..:=*=&&##
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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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