THE WINDOW
Behind the blinds I sit and watch The people passing—passing by; And not a single one can see My tiny watching eye.
They cannot see my little room, AH yellowed with the sun; They do not even know I’m here; Nor’ll guess when I am gone. Walter De La Mare.
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Sun (Auckland), Volume I, Issue 146, 10 September 1927, Page 29 (Supplement)
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52THE WINDOW Sun (Auckland), Volume I, Issue 146, 10 September 1927, Page 29 (Supplement)
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