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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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