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