§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§§                                          §¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨
¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨                                          ¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
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¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          §¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨                                          §§¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨
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¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨                  %    %                  ¨¨§§§¨¨§¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨                  %%  %%                  ¨¨§¨§§¨¨§¨
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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 -                                 ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§
§¨¨¨§§§¨¨§                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨§¨¨§¨§§¨¨ 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.     ¨§§§¨¨¨¨§¨
¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨                                          ¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨§
§¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨¨
¨§¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨                                          ¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨
¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨§¨                                          §¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨
¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨§                                          §§¨¨¨§¨§§¨
¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨                                          §§§¨¨¨¨§§§