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¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ 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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&%=*~.¨¨¨¨ 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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