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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   ,,,,,.«=†&
†=«.,,,,,, 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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