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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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