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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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