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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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¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨, 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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