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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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&¤†:=,,,,, 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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