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