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Spinning on Your Halo

I woke up from a dream slightly blinded
a blur blocked both my eyes, I was not frightened
Through hazy sight I tried to see
was it real or fantasy?
And then I saw you there
You were

Spinning on your halo
To me you were an angel
Why did you die?

When the world fell on your shoulders
it was a weight that crushed you
But that weight is light as feathers
now that you spin it on your halo

I saw a group of people
they all seemed kind of dizzy
They were moving rapidly
so fast that it was hard to see
They were


Winter 1992