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