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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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