¨¨§¨§¨§¨§¨                                          §§¨¨¨§§¨§¨
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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.     §§§¨¨¨§¨§§
¨¨§¨¨§§¨§§                                          ¨¨§¨¨§§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§§¨¨                                          ¨§§¨§¨¨§§§
§¨§§§§¨§¨§                                          §¨§§§¨§¨¨§
§§¨¨¨§§§§§                                          §§¨¨§§§¨§¨
¨§¨¨§¨¨¨¨§                                          ¨§¨§¨¨§§§§
§§¨§§¨¨¨§§                                          §§§§¨§¨¨¨§