§¨§§§¨¨¨§§                                          §¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨§
§¨§¨§§¨¨§§                                          ¨§¨¨§¨¨¨¨§
§¨¨¨§§§¨§§                                          ¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨§
§§¨¨§¨§¨§§                                          ¨¨¨§¨¨§¨¨§
¨§§¨¨¨¨¨§¨                                          ¨¨¨¨§¨¨§¨§
¨§§§¨¨¨¨¨¨                    &&                    §¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨
¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨¨                  &&  &&                  §§¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨
¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨¨                  &    &                  §§§¨¨¨¨§¨¨
¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨                  &&  &&                  §¨§§¨¨¨¨§¨
¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨                    &&                    ¨¨§§§¨¨¨¨§
§¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨                                          ¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨
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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.     ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨
¨¨¨§¨¨¨§¨§                                          §¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨
¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨§                                          §§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§
§¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨§                                          ¨§§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨§¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨                                          ¨§§§¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨§¨¨¨¨§¨¨                                          ¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨§¨                                          ¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨¨