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¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨,~ 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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¨¨¨¨,~†*£@ 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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