Grace, all you have is your school history
That's a life, of course, but the details are lost
In the spaces between the paragraphs about
Nothing
You moved a love
We'll leave it at that
You loved a move,
Like we all do
Grace, Grace, Grace
I would have
Sunday, October 02, 2016
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