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