The gloria record

Grace, the snow is here

The gloria record
Drove home to that achingly long song: the one that moves so slow,
It makes you wonder if you're ever going to hear the next note-- the way that feet moved slow through
Denver december snow, past cars that got stuck in the road (that winter when i asked what a fourteen
Year old boy could possibly know about forever, and you told me a lot).
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