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¨-=*†%#@##                  %%  %%                  ##@#%†*=-¨
¨¨-=*†%#@#                  %    %                  #@#%†*=-¨¨
¨-=*†%#@##                  %%  %%                  ##@#%†*=-¨
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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 -                                 ##@#%†*=-¨
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¨-=*†%#@## 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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