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,&&&,,,,,&                    ££                    ,&,,&,&&&,
,&,,&,,,,&                  ££  ££                  ,&&,&&&,,&
&&&,&&,,,&                  £    £                  ,&,&&,,&,&
,,,&&,&,,&                  ££  ££                  ,&&&,&,&&&
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&,&&,,&,&,            # #===========# #             ,,,&&&,,&&
,&&,&,&&&&    ## #  # # # fey bells # #  # ## #     &,,&,,&,&,
,&,&&&&,,,            # #===========# #             ,&,&&,&&&&
&&&&,,,&,,                                          &&&&,&&,,,
&,,,&,,&&, envelop me in noise... a sandstorm of    &,,,&&,&,,
&&,,&&,&,& sound... and sure enough, between the    &&,,&,&&&,
&,&,&,&&&& grains there are calls from other        ,,&,&&&,,&
,&&&&&&,,, worlds -                                 &,&&&,,&,&
&&,,,,,&,,                                          ,&&,,&,&&&
,,&,,,,&&, distant wailing sirens, coming closer    ,&,&,&&&,,
,,&&,,,&,& but staying out of reach... telling me   &&&&&&,,&,
,,&,&,,&&& that something is happening, perfuming   &,,,,,&,&&
&,&&&&,&,, me with someone elses excitement         &&,,,,&&&,
&&&,,,&&&,                                          ,,&,,,&,,&
,,,&,,&,,& the phone ringing, a certain phone from  ,,&&,,&&,&
&,,&&,&&,& a job long lost, urging for someone to   &,&,&,&,&&
,&,&,&&,&& pick up                                  &&&&&&&&&,
,&&&&&,&&,                                          ,,,,,,,,,&
&&,,,,&&,&                                          ,,,,,,,,,&
,,&,,,&,&& 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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