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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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.^~^*&§¶## The Phone Ringing, A Certain Phone From  ##¶§&*^~^.
.^~^*&§¶@# A Job Long Lost, Urging For Someone To   #@¶§&*^~^.
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.^~^*&§¶## And At Times, When I'M Almost Drowning   ##¶§&*^~^.
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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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