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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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###§§*=«,¨ but staying out of reach... telling me   ¨,«=*§§###
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#§§§**=«,¨ me with someone elses excitement         ¨,«=**§§§#
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###§§*=«,¨ 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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