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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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