When memories are trapped behind ink and paper.Bottle caps kept for broken seals.
We never notice until we grow old that those memories would soon come back and lay at our feet so once again we can laugh at photographs n bottle caps.
Wrapped up in our hands when we were little.
Making promises for the future.
Flashes on camera's and open soda's, taken bottle caps for us to remember. 
Nothing we think could ever get better.Years go by and people grow up.
Plastic bags holding on to those old caps.
Kept pictures in broken cases.
But to laugh at the memories trapped behind ink on paper
Bottle caps kept from broken seals
When life catches up..we will laugh at Photographs n Bottle Caps.
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