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,¤,,¤¤,,¤¤ that something is happening, perfuming ¤¤,,,,¤¤¤,
,,,,,,,,,¤ me with someone elses excitement ¤,,¤¤,,¤,,
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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. ¤,,,,¤¤¤¤¤
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