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.~~†§$#¶## but staying out of reach... telling me   ##¶#$§†~~.
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.~~†§$#¶@# me with someone elses excitement         #@¶#$§†~~.
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......~~§# a job long lost, urging for someone to   #§~~......
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.~~†§$#¶@@ it, the veil is next to breached... i    @@¶#$§†~~.
...~~†§##@ 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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