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		<title>The New Adventures of Mr Stephen Fry &#187; Topic: Veil</title>
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			<title>Britannicus on "Veil"</title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 03 Mar 2008 20:56:01 +0000</pubDate>
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			<description>&#60;strong&#62;Veil&#60;/strong&#62;&#60;br /&#62;
&#60;br /&#62;
Stagnant emotion –&#60;br /&#62;
That’s what pushes &#60;br /&#62;
this unyielding pen,&#60;br /&#62;
while your parabola of intransigency,&#60;br /&#62;
this unwillingness to feel,&#60;br /&#62;
only fuels it along.&#60;br /&#62;
The moon draws near to the horizon –&#60;br /&#62;
its asomatous life highlighting this&#60;br /&#62;
thistly landscape.&#60;br /&#62;
Quietly, &#60;br /&#62;
my mind swims in&#60;br /&#62;
the dreams of conversations from a&#60;br /&#62;
long-dead fantasy.&#60;br /&#62;
Neither friends nor lovers,&#60;br /&#62;
our hearts still resounded with understanding,&#60;br /&#62;
flooding the senses with a desire to believe.&#60;br /&#62;
I wonder –&#60;br /&#62;
What does one say to the apoptotic soul,&#60;br /&#62;
those no longer prepared to see?&#60;br /&#62;
But this painful wishing, this longing to&#60;br /&#62;
escape into these veil-guarded worlds,&#60;br /&#62;
only smothers my own lingering vitality.&#60;br /&#62;
After all,&#60;br /&#62;
you were never real.</description>
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