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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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