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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   #,##,,,,,,
,#,,,,,### 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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