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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.     ¨¨¨¨,~*†§@
#@§†*~,¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨,~*†§@#
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##@§†*~,¨¨                                          ¨¨,~*†§@##
#@§†*~,¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨,~*†§@#
@§†*~,¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨,~*†§@