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.......... 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.               .......^«*
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