Eighth Night

On the eighth night
I ran into an angel dressed as Prince at the grocery store.

He was still recovering from his illness
But walking on his own now.

I made a deal, he said to me,
If I lived, I’d give my life over to God.

We walked outside into the parking lot —
And if you would have died?

I’d have given my life over to God,
He said.

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