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