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¨§§§§§¨§¨¨             # #~~~~~~~~~~~# #            ¨¨§¨§§§§¨§
§§¨¨¨¨§§§¨    ## #  # # # FEY BELLS # #  # ## #     §¨§§§¨¨¨§§
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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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§§¨§¨¨¨§¨§                                          §§¨§§§§¨¨§
¨¨§§§¨¨§§§                                          §¨§§¨¨¨§¨§
§¨§¨¨§¨§¨¨                                          §§§¨§¨¨§§§
¨§§§¨§§§§¨                                          ¨¨¨§§§¨§¨¨
¨§¨¨§§¨¨¨§                                          §¨¨§¨¨§§§¨