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##@%/~,... Envelop Me In Noise... A Sandstorm Of    ...,~/%@##
###@%/~,.. Sound... And Sure Enough, Between The    ..,~/%@###
####@%/~,. Grains There Are Calls From Other        .,~/%@####
###@%/~,.. Worlds -                                 ..,~/%@###
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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   ....,~/%@#
##@%/~,... 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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