¨§¨¨§¨§¨¨§                                          ¨§¨¨§§§¨¨¨
¨¨§¨¨¨¨§¨¨                                          ¨¨§¨§¨§§¨¨
¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨§¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨
¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨§                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨§§
§¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨                                          §¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§§
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§§§¨¨¨¨§¨¨                  $$  $$                  ¨§§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
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¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨             # #~~~~~~~~~~~# #            ¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨     ## #  # # # FEY BELLS # #  # ## #    ¨¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨§§             # #~~~~~~~~~~~# #            §¨¨¨¨¨¨§§§
§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§§                                          ¨§¨¨¨¨¨§¨§
§§¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨ 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                                  ¨§¨§§¨¨¨§§
§§¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨§§§¨¨§¨
§§§¨¨¨§¨¨¨                                          §¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨
§¨§§¨¨¨§¨¨ 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.     ¨§§§¨¨§¨§§
§¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨                                          ¨§¨§§¨¨¨§§
§§¨¨¨§§§¨¨                                          ¨¨¨§§§¨¨§¨
§§§¨¨§¨§§¨                                          §¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨
§¨§§¨¨¨§§§                                          §§¨¨¨§§§¨¨
¨¨§§§¨¨§¨§                                          §§§¨¨§¨§§¨
¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨§                                          §¨§§¨¨¨§§§