&¨¨¨¨¨¨&¨¨ &&&&&&¨&&&
&¨¨¨¨¨&&¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨&&¨¨¨
&¨¨¨¨&¨&¨& ¨¨¨¨&¨&¨¨&
&¨¨¨&&&&&¨ ¨¨¨&&&&¨&¨
&¨¨&¨¨¨¨&& ¨¨&¨¨¨&&&&
&¨&&¨¨¨&¨& ¤¤ ¨&&¨¨&¨¨¨¨
&&¨&¨¨&&&& ¤¤ ¤¤ &¨&¨&&¨¨¨&
¨&&&¨&¨¨¨& ¤ ¤ &&&&¨&¨¨&¨
&¨¨&&&¨¨&¨ ¤¤ ¤¤ ¨¨¨&&&¨&&¨
&¨&¨¨&¨&&¨ ¤¤ ¨¨&¨¨&&¨&&
&&&¨&&&¨&¨ ¨&&¨&¨&&¨¨
¨¨&&¨¨&&&& # #===========# # &¨&&&&¨&¨&
¨&¨&¨&¨¨¨& ## # # # # 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. ¨¨&&¨&&¨&¨
&&¨¨¨¨&&¨¨ ¨&¨&&¨&&&¨
¨&¨¨¨&¨&¨¨ &&&¨&&¨¨&&
&&¨¨&&&&¨¨ ¨¨&&¨&¨&¨&
¨&¨&¨¨¨&¨& ¨&¨&&&&&&¨
&&&&¨¨&&&& &&&¨¨¨¨¨&¨
¨¨¨&¨&¨¨¨& ¨¨&¨¨¨¨&&&