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&,&,&,&,&,                  &&  &&                  &,&,&&,&,,
&&&&&&&&&&                  &    &                  &&&&&,&&&,
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,,,&,,,,,,            # #-----------# #             &&,,,&,,,,
,,,&&,,,,,     ## #  # # # fey bells # #  # ## #    ,,&,,&&,,,
,,,&,&,,,,             # #-----------# #            ,,&&,&,&,,
,,,&&&&,,,                                          ,,&,&&&&&,
,,,&,,,&,, envelop me in noise... a sandstorm of    ,,&&&,,,,&
&,,&&,,&&, sound... and sure enough, between the    ,,&,,&,,,&
,&,&,&,&,& grains there are calls from other        ,,&&,&&,,&
&&&&&&&&&& worlds -                                 &,&,&&,&,&
,,,,,,,,,,                                          ,&&&&,&&&&
&,,,,,,,,, distant wailing sirens, coming closer    ,&,,,&&,,,
&&,,,,,,,, but staying out of reach... telling me   ,&&,,&,&,,
&,&,,,,,,, that something is happening, perfuming   &&,&,&&&&,
&&&&,,,,,, me with someone elses excitement         &,&&&&,,,&
,,,,&,,,,,                                          ,&&,,,&,,&
&,,,&&,,,, the phone ringing, a certain phone from  ,&,&,,&&,&
,&,,&,&,,, a job long lost, urging for someone to   ,&&&&,&,&&
&&&,&&&&,, pick up                                  &&,,,&&&&,
&,,&&,,,&,                                          &,&,,&,,,&
,&,&,&,,&&                                          ,&&&,&&,,&
&&&&&&&,&, 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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