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