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.~-^*%§###     ## #  # # # fey bells # #  # ## #    ###§%*^-~.
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.~-^*§####                                          ####§*^-~.
...~~~^*§# 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                                  #§§§%*^-~.
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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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