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Undulations beginning no sense of any ending
Power indescribable surrounds and courses in
My veins, distinct involved conversations take
Place in my mind; I hear the reasoning and details
Of others lives; unknown minds memories intermesh


I saw a man I had known, not well but regurlarly..He had
Left worship for a while, he and his brothers were into
Boxing for years before he accepted Christ, so i was
Looking through the rear wimdow of a van in a dream
 I just was suddenly;
There' I saw he was asleep? his arms by his side the
Outside of his hands were deep burgundy fingertips 
Up to wrists like he had
Been punching a boxing bag, thats what I told myself
I said John can you hear me? Wow his eyes opened
He had not done anything like dreaded at first sight
I said how are you? He said I have fallen and I can't
Get up, physically can you pray? As I srarted to pray 
I awoke soon after.'
When I ran into his brother at church I mentioned it
And that I was praying for him to get back to church
Out loud I thought on his burgundy coloured hands
I asked his brother what he thought, he said look thats
Not important now, he looked flustered he said keep
Praying he comes back.' A year later I met another brother
In the Lord I only mentioned Jhon by name and he told
Me, its a shame he had been taking from the offering
My mind went back to those red hands.'

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