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.........:    ## #  # # # fey bells # #  # ## #     :.........
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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         &$=:~:....
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......:~:= the phone ringing, a certain phone from  =:~:......
.......:~: a job long lost, urging for someone to   :~:.......
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.......... and at times, when i'm almost drowning   ..........
.......... in this metaphorical sand, breathing     ..........
.........: it, the veil is next to breached... i    :.........
........:~ hear flutes, sines, repeating themes     ~:........
.......:~: like were they calls from rubbery        :~:.......
......:~:= birds... deafeningly loud!               =:~:......
.....:~:=$ but like a mirage, constantly            $=:~:.....
....:~:=$& evaporating and reforming.               &$=:~:....
...:~:=$&@ and not really touching my eardrums.     @&$=:~:...
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