Have you ever tried to open the window and see what lies behind?
The little blue window that lies framed in the crimson wall.
The loose latch through which a stream of dust pours in, made visible by the straw coloured sunlight.
 
I am tempted to just peep through.
Will I see an emerald lake and little brown men floating across?
Why little brown men?
I don’t know, and won’t until I see, what lies behind the little blue window that lies framed in the crimson wall.

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