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