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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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