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§§¨¨§§§¨¨¨                                          §¨¨§¨§§¨§¨
§§§¨§¨§§¨¨                                          §§¨¨¨§§¨¨¨
§¨§¨¨¨§§§¨                                          ¨§§¨¨§§§¨¨
¨¨¨§¨¨§¨§§                                          ¨§§§¨§¨§§¨
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¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨§                                          §¨§§¨¨¨¨§¨
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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.     ¨§§§¨¨¨¨§§
§§¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨                                          ¨§¨§§¨¨¨§¨
§§§¨¨¨¨¨¨§                                          ¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨¨
§¨§§¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨
¨¨§§§¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨
¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨
¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§§§