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§¨¨§¨§¨¨§§                 ¨¨†¶†¨¨                  ¨¨§§¨§¨§¨§
§¨§§§§¨§¨¨             ¨-†%¶@####@¶%†-¨             ¨§¨§§§§§§¨
§§¨¨¨§§§¨§         ¨¨¨--~%@ Dreams @%~--¨¨¨         §§§¨¨¨¨¨§§
¨§¨¨§¨¨§§§             ¨-†%¶@####@¶%†-¨             ¨¨§¨¨¨¨§¨¨
§§¨§§¨§¨¨¨                  ¨¨†¶†¨¨                 ¨§§¨¨¨§§¨¨
¨§§¨§§§¨¨¨                                          §¨§¨¨§¨§¨§
§¨§§¨¨§¨¨§                   ¨-¨                    §§§¨§§§§§§
§§¨§¨§§¨§¨                 ¨†§@#@§†¨                ¨¨§§¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨§§§§¨§§§¨                    ¨-¨                   ¨§¨§¨¨¨¨¨§
§¨¨¨§§¨¨§¨                                          §§§§¨¨¨¨§§
§¨¨§¨§¨§§§         Internal Visionary State         ¨¨¨§¨¨¨§¨¨
§¨§§§§§¨¨§                                          ¨¨§§¨¨§§¨§
§§¨¨¨¨§¨§§            The Spirit Travels            ¨§¨§¨§¨§§¨
¨§¨¨¨§§§¨§                                          §§§§§§§¨§§
§§¨¨§¨¨§§¨             ¨-†%¶@####@¶%†-¨             ¨¨¨¨¨¨§§¨§
¨§¨§§¨§¨§¨                    ¨~¨                   ¨¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨
§§§¨§§§§§§                                          ¨¨¨¨§§§¨§¨
¨¨§§¨¨¨¨¨§                  A Cost                  ¨¨¨§¨¨§§§§
¨§¨§¨¨¨¨§¨                (Anecdote)                ¨¨§§¨§¨¨¨§
§§§§¨¨¨§§¨                                          ¨§¨§§§¨¨§§
¨¨¨§¨¨§¨§§                    --                    §§§¨¨§¨§¨¨
¨¨§§¨§§§¨¨                                          ¨¨§¨§§§§¨¨
¨§¨§§¨¨§¨§ I  Wake   Suddenly,  And  For  A  Second ¨§§§¨¨¨§¨¨
§§§¨§¨§§§¨ Everything  Is Completely Calm  And Dead §¨¨§¨¨§§¨¨
¨¨§§§§¨¨§¨ Silent.  It'S  Dark,  And  Warm,  And  I §¨§§¨§¨§¨§
¨§¨¨¨§¨§§¨ Slowly  Start  To   Piece  Together   My §§¨§§§§§§§
§§¨¨§§§¨§¨        Consciousness And My Body.        ¨§§¨¨¨¨¨¨§
¨§¨§¨¨§§§¨                                          §¨§¨¨¨¨¨§¨
§§§§¨§¨¨§§ Then  The  Fear  Hits   Me  And  I  Feel §§§¨¨¨¨§§¨
¨¨¨§§§¨§¨¨    Acutely Sick. Something Is ~Wrong~.   ¨¨§¨¨¨§¨§§
¨¨§¨¨§§§¨¨                                          ¨§§¨¨§§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨¨§¨§                    ¨¨                    §¨§¨§¨¨§§§
§¨§§§¨§§§¨                                          §§§§§¨§¨¨§
§§¨¨§§¨¨§¨ There Are Circles And  Crosses Inscribed ¨¨¨¨§§§¨§¨
¨§¨§¨§¨§§¨ All  Over My  Vision, Pressing In, Being ¨¨¨§¨¨§§§§
§§§§§§§¨§¨ Almost Hostile. I Can  Feel Them Squirm, ¨¨§§¨§¨¨¨§
¨¨¨¨¨¨§§§§     Their Internal Logic Changing And    ¨§¨§§§¨¨§¨
¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨ Grinding Trenches In My Mind. It'S  Like §§§¨¨§¨§§¨
¨¨¨¨§§¨¨¨§ Language, Sentences  I Can'T Hide  From, ¨¨§¨§§§¨§¨
¨¨¨§¨§¨¨§¨ Forcefully  Transcribed In My Mind,  And ¨§§§¨¨§§§¨
¨¨§§§§¨§§¨            Doing Damage There.           §¨¨§¨§¨¨§¨
¨§¨¨¨§§¨§§                                          §¨§§§§¨§§¨
§§¨¨§¨§§¨¨ Then  I Realize  I  Can'T  Hear Anything §§¨¨¨§§¨§¨
¨§¨§§§¨§¨¨     Because There'S Something There      ¨§¨¨§¨§§§§
§§§¨¨§§§¨§    Already, Droning Everything Out, A    §§¨§§§¨¨¨§
¨¨§¨§¨¨§§§ Rapid  Melody, Almost  Caustic  In  It'S ¨§§¨¨§¨¨§¨
¨§§§§¨§¨¨§         Particular Microtonality.        §¨§¨§§¨§§¨
§¨¨¨§§§¨§¨                                          §§§§¨§§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨¨§§§§                    --                    ¨¨¨§§¨§§§§
§¨§§¨§¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨
§§¨§§§¨¨¨§ My Surroundings  Are Entirely Calm. It'S ¨§§§¨§¨¨¨§
¨§§¨¨§¨¨§§              Almost Mocking.             §¨¨§§§¨¨§¨
§¨§¨§§¨§¨¨                                          §¨§¨¨§¨§§¨
§§§§¨§§§¨§ I  Feel  Helpless,  But  I  Must Try  To §§§¨§§§¨§§
¨¨¨§§¨¨§§¨ Escape. To Crawl On The  Floor Searching ¨¨§§¨¨§§¨¨
¨¨§¨§¨§¨§¨ Relief, Such Is My Nature.  Turning  The ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨¨
¨§§§§§§§§¨    Lights On Does Nothing... Getting     §§§§§§§§¨¨
§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§§  Outside Does Nothing... Drinking Water  ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨
§¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨§ Does Noting... But  Time  Does  -  After ¨¨¨¨¨¨§§¨§
§¨¨¨¨¨§§§§     Thirty Seconds I'M Normal Again,     ¨¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨
§¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨ Doubting Anything Of  This  Happened  In ¨¨¨¨§§§¨§§
§¨¨¨§§¨¨¨§             The First Place.             ¨¨¨§¨¨§§¨¨
§¨¨§¨§¨¨§§                                          ¨¨§§¨§¨§¨§
§¨§§§§¨§¨¨ My Eyes Are Still Tense Though,  Scared. ¨§¨§§§§§§¨
§§¨¨¨§§§¨§ I   Don'T    Know    What    To    Make. §§§¨¨¨¨¨§§
¨§¨¨§¨¨§§§                                          ¨¨§¨¨¨¨§¨¨
§§¨§§¨§¨¨¨              But I'M Tired.              ¨§§¨¨¨§§¨¨
¨§§¨§§§¨¨¨                                          §¨§¨¨§¨§¨§
§¨§§¨¨§¨¨§                    ¨                     §§§¨§§§§§§
§§¨§¨§§¨§¨                  --~†~--                 ¨¨§§¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨§§§§¨§§§¨                    ¨                     ¨§¨§¨¨¨¨¨§
§¨¨¨§§¨¨§¨                                          §§§§¨¨¨¨§§
§¨¨§¨§¨§§§ This  Can Happen If You Wander Too  Far, ¨¨¨§¨¨¨§¨¨
§¨§§§§§¨¨§ I  Guess? I  Shouldn'T  Be  So  Reckless ¨¨§§¨¨§§¨§
§§¨¨¨¨§¨§§              When Dreaming?              ¨§¨§¨§¨§§¨
¨§¨¨¨§§§¨§ I Imagine A  Prick On  The Nose,  That'S §§§§§§§¨§§
§§¨¨§¨¨§§¨ What These  Are. Like You Do With  A Cat ¨¨¨¨¨¨§§¨§
¨§¨§§¨§¨§¨ Who Comes To  Close To  Your Sandwich... ¨¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨
§§§¨§§§§§§                                          ¨¨¨¨§§§¨§¨
¨¨§§¨¨¨¨¨§                                          ¨¨¨§¨¨§§§§
¨§¨§¨¨¨¨§¨                                          ¨¨§§¨§¨¨¨§
§§§§¨¨¨§§¨                                          ¨§¨§§§¨¨§§
¨¨¨§¨¨§¨§§                                          §§§¨¨§¨§¨¨
¨¨§§¨§§§¨¨                                          ¨¨§¨§§§§¨¨