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