§¨¨§¨¨¨§¨¨                                          ¨§§¨¨¨¨¨¨§
§§¨¨§¨¨¨§¨                                          ¨§§§¨¨¨¨¨§
¨§§¨¨§¨¨¨§                                          ¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨§
¨§§§¨¨§¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨¨
¨§¨§§¨¨§¨¨                                          ¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨
¨¨¨§§§¨¨§¨                    @@                    ¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨
¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨§                  @@  @@                  ¨¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨
¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨                  @    @                  §¨¨¨¨¨¨§§§
§¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨                  @@  @@                  ¨§¨¨¨¨¨§¨§
§§¨¨¨¨¨§§§                    @@                    ¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨§
¨§§¨¨¨¨§¨§                                          ¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨§
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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.     ¨¨¨§¨¨¨§§§
§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨                                          ¨¨¨¨§¨¨§¨§
§§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§                                          ¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨§
¨§§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨§
¨§§§¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨
¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨
¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§