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@@@¨¨@¨@@@ sound... and sure enough, between the ¨@¨@¨@@¨@@
¨¨@¨@@@¨¨¨ grains there are calls from other @@@@@¨@@¨¨
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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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