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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 -                                 ,&&&&&,&,&
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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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