Time Capsule

We promised to come back, after all these years, no matter how far apart we were from each other.  But as I stand here with a shovel in my hand, I can’t help but realize I’m here alone.  Maybe some things aren’t worth digging up.  Maybe some memories are just better left buried in the past.

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