,,~\$@£££@ @£££@$\~,,
,,~\\$@@¶¶ ¶¶@@$\\~,,
,,~\$@£¶@# #@¶£@$\~,,
,,~\$@£¶@# #@¶£@$\~,,
,,~\$@£¶@@ @@¶£@$\~,,
,,~\$@£¶@# @@ #@¶£@$\~,,
,,~\$@£¶@# @@ @@ #@¶£@$\~,,
,,,,~\\\@¶ @ @ ¶@\\\~,,,,
,,~\$@£¶@# @@ @@ #@¶£@$\~,,
,,,,~\\@¶¶ @@ ¶¶@\\~,,,,
,,~\$@£¶@@ @@¶£@$\~,,
,,~\$@£¶@@ # #~~~~~~~~~~~# # @@¶£@$\~,,
,,,,,,,\@¶ ## # # # # fey bells # # # ## # ¶@\,,,,,,,
,,,,,\@@££ # #~~~~~~~~~~~# # ££@@\,,,,,
,,~\$@£@## ##@£@$\~,,
,,~\$@£¶@@ 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. ##¶£@$\~,,
,,~\$@£¶@# #@¶£@$\~,,
,,~\$@@@£@ @£@@@$\~,,
,,~\$@£¶@# #@¶£@$\~,,
,,~\$@¶@## ##@¶@$\~,,
,,~\$@£¶@@ @@¶£@$\~,,
,,~\$@£¶@# #@¶£@$\~,,