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##¶&%*^=,, 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         ,,=^*%&¶##
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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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