I have a closet. A lovely closet, with a long bar on which to hang our clothes up. One with a shelf to put linens and things on. A closet, even, with two shoe racks, and a space for laundry. Finally, it has a bar across the top, from which shall eventually be hung tab-topped drapes. Thus, I can hide the closety goodness from the world, should the need arise.
I will now sit and bask in the glow of my closet.
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Or maybe take a shower to ease the mild ache in my shoulders.
I will now sit and bask in the glow of my closet.
::bask::
::bask::
Or maybe take a shower to ease the mild ache in my shoulders.