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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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