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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        ,,,,,,.~†*
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