i see the closet doors out of my periphery.
my heart beats faster as i know i will be opening them soon.
what will i do with what i find in there?
why has no one spoken of them?
why did they pretend they were not there?
there is nothing to "do," per se.
and there is much to know, to get to know.
i've been so busy doing other things.
i am reminded that this is also part of my work here.
okay.
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