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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                                  ¨§§§¨§§¨§¨
§¨§§§§§¨¨§                                          §¨¨§§¨§§§¨
§§¨¨¨¨§¨§¨                                          §¨§¨§§¨¨§§
¨§¨¨¨§§§§¨ 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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¨§¨¨¨§§¨¨¨                                          §¨¨§§¨¨§¨¨
§§¨¨§¨§¨¨§                                          §¨§¨§¨§§¨¨
¨§¨§§§§¨§§                                          §§§§§§¨§¨§
§§§¨¨¨§§¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨§§§§§