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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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