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,,«;***¤¤# hear flutes, sines, repeating themes #¤¤***;«,,
,,«;**¤¶## like were they calls from rubbery ##¶¤**;«,,
,,«;**¶### birds... deafeningly loud! ###¶**;«,,
,,,,,;*¤¤# but like a mirage, constantly #¤¤*;,,,,,
,,«;***¤¤# evaporating and reforming. #¤¤***;«,,
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