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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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