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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 -                                 ##@@%†^-^¨
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¨^-^†%@@## DISTANT WAILING SIRENS, COMING CLOSER    ##@@%†^-^¨
¨¨^-^†%@@# BUT STAYING OUT OF REACH... TELLING ME   #@@%†^-^¨¨
¨^-^†%@@## THAT SOMETHING IS HAPPENING, PERFUMING   ##@@%†^-^¨
¨¨^-^†%@@# ME WITH SOMEONE ELSES EXCITEMENT         #@@%†^-^¨¨
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¨¨^-^†%@@# 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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