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		<title>vanishing point</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[sometimes all it takes is the colour of the light through the window we built tunnels to the depths of our bodies but in that yellow light i felt it all undoing. there was only landscape now that pastel house a museum like the vanishing point of the road endlessly undoing.]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>sometimes all it takes<br />
is the colour<br />
of the light<br />
through the window</p>
<p>we built tunnels<br />
to the depths<br />
of our bodies</p>
<p>but in that<br />
yellow light<br />
i felt it all<br />
undoing.</p>
<p>there was only<br />
landscape<br />
now<br />
that pastel house<br />
a museum</p>
<p>like the vanishing point<br />
of the road</p>
<p>endlessly<br />
undoing.</p>
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