There's a place where all the broken things go. Piled up high, waiting for someone to come along & make them whole.
Make them useful again.
While dust builds up in the corners, the piles grow, until the broken things that came here first are forgotten.
Deep in the pile I lay. Forgotten. Beneath the detritus of long lost days. Forgotten.
But I remember. The days when I could help. When I had a purpose. I have not forgotten.
So I wait knowing that 1 day, someone will come for me.
#microfictiony3

@Kurtroedeger
Dammit Kurt... 😢

@InvaderGzim

There's a tag for that already 😂

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@Kurtroedeger
#dammitkurt 😢

Alright... If you prefer...😉