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,:~;*£§@## envelop me in noise... a sandstorm of ##@§£*;~:,
,:~;*£§@## sound... and sure enough, between the ##@§£*;~:,
,:~;*£§@@# grains there are calls from other #@@§£*;~:,
,,:::;**§@ worlds - @§**;:::,,
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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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