§¨§§§¨¨§¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨§¨§¨§
§¨§¨§§¨¨§¨                                          §¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§
§¨¨¨§§§¨¨§                                          ¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§
§§¨¨§¨§§¨¨                                          ¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨§
¨§§¨¨¨§§§¨                                          §¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨§
¨§§§¨¨§¨§§                    &&                    ¨§¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨
¨§¨§§¨¨¨§§                  &&  &&                  ¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨§§§¨¨§¨                  &    &                  ¨¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨
¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨                  &&  &&                  ¨¨¨¨§¨¨§¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨                    &&                    ¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨§¨
¨¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨                                          §¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨§
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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.     §¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨
¨§¨§§¨¨§¨§                                          ¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨
¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨§                                          ¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨§
§¨¨§¨§§¨¨§                                          ¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨§¨¨¨§§§¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨§¨¨§¨§§¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨§¨¨¨§§§                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨