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§£§*=.,,,, 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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§*=.,,,,,, a job long lost, urging for someone to   ,,,,,,.=*§
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#@§£§*=.,, 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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