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@¨¨@¨@¨@¨@                  ¤¤  ¤¤                  ¨@@¨@¨@¨@¨
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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                                  ¨¨@¨@¨@¨@¨
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@¨@@¨@¨@¨@                                          ¨¨@¨@¨@¨@¨
@¨¨@¨@¨@¨@ 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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