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#¶§§==^,,, envelop me in noise... a sandstorm of    ,,,^==§§¶#
¶§§^====^, 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   ,,,^===§¶¶
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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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