Stop digging up the past, lay down your shovel, the past is dead. — Bert McCoy
Stop digging up the past, lay down your shovel, the past is dead. — Bert McCoy
Stop digging up the past, lay down your shovel, the past is dead. — Bert McCoy
Stop digging up the past, lay down your shovel, the past is dead. — Bert McCoy
Stop digging up the past, lay down your shovel, the past is dead. — Bert McCoy
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Stop digging up the past, lay down your shovel, the past is dead.

— Bert McCoy
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