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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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