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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                                  ¨¨¨¨¨¨.»^§
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@¶£$§^».¨¨ hear flutes, sines, repeating themes     ¨¨.»^§$£¶@
¶£$§^».¨¨¨ like were they calls from rubbery        ¨¨¨.»^§$£¶
£$§^».¨¨¨¨ birds... deafeningly loud!               ¨¨¨¨.»^§$£
$§^».¨¨¨¨¨ but like a mirage, constantly            ¨¨¨¨¨.»^§$
§^».¨¨¨¨¨¨ evaporating and reforming.               ¨¨¨¨¨¨.»^§
^».¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ and not really touching my eardrums.     ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.»^
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