Daniel
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I’m burying it. In our spot off the freeway, where we used to hook up. I don’t know when because I’m not sure I’m ready to let go of your box. But I have photos, letters, little necklaces and a pocketknife, my pool gear, a leather bracelet from your mom… all the little things I gathered from our time together. And I want you in my life, but if I find you don’t want that, I’ll go bury the box.
I learned wood burning a little and burned a wolf into the top. I wanted to burn a pic of your car and some pool cues along with it, but I did it wrong and all that ended up carved on it in little invisible grooves.
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