The windows
de Konstantinos Kavafis(2010)
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Mediu
In these darkened rooms, where I spend
oppresive days, I pace to and fro
to find the windows.- When a window
opens, it will be a consolation.-
But the windows cannot be found, or I cannot
find them. And maybe it is best that I do not find them.
Maybe the light will be a new tyranny.
Who knows what new things it will reveal.