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