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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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