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$%/~-..... sound... and sure enough, between the .....-~/%$
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#¶&$%/~-.. but staying out of reach... telling me ..-~/%$&¶#
¶&$%/~-... that something is happening, perfuming ...-~/%$&¶
&$%/~-.... me with someone elses excitement ....-~/%$&
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/~-....... a job long lost, urging for someone to .......-~/
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&$%/~-.... in this metaphorical sand, breathing ....-~/%$&
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#¶&$%/~-.. hear flutes, sines, repeating themes ..-~/%$&¶#
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#¶&$%/~-.. birds... deafeningly loud! ..-~/%$&¶#
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&$%/~-.... evaporating and reforming. ....-~/%$&
$%/~-..... and not really touching my eardrums. .....-~/%$
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