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a man paraphrased "AMEN" UNDER AN AWNING AT THE DAWNING OF ANOTHER DEPLORABLE DAY AND SUMMONED FORTH THE WORDS OF PROPHECY THE HOLY SPIRIT URGED HIM TO SAY IT WAS AN AWNING UNDER A BUILDING ON BROADAY BETWEEN FORTY-FIRST STREET AND FORTY SECOND WHEN THEREUPON THE DESPERATE DERELECTS WERE THUSLY BECKONED WHEREUPON THOSE BEHOLDEN BEHELD A GOLDEN STAFF HELD IN A HAND WHICH WREAKED OF HISTORIES A MAN TO EXPLAIN A MYRIAD OF MYSTERIES A SPIRIT SURROUNDED BY AN AURA AS RADIANT AS ANY GEM WITH AN AUDIENCE TO KNEEL AT HIS LINEN'S HEM THE MAN FILLED WELL THE HOLES OF THE UNHOLY AND LIFTED THE INVISIBLE VEIL TO MAKE GOD'S WORD BECOME TRUE, HONEST AND REAL IN A MOST FUNDAMENTALK WAY FROM THE LOOK OF LONELINESS WHILST I HEARD HIM RECOUNT "THE SERMON ON THE MOUNT" AS IF IT HAD BEEN AUTHORED BY HIS SOUL AND SOLELY HIS SOFTENED HEART AND THAT THE SEAS WERE HIS ALONE TO PART HE WOULD, SWORE THIS GENTLE MAN PERCEIVE PEACE AS A PRIORITY WHILE MISERY BECAME A MAJORITY AND WOULD MAKE MADNESS A MINORITY AS HIS EYES SHONE BRIGHTER THAN THE CHERISHED CHERRY RED RUBIES UPON HIS GOLDEN STAFF A MAN WITH NO OFFERING OF A SACRIFICIAL CALF INSTEAD HE WAS A SOUL WHICH SOUGHT SOLACE IN THE CESSATION OF SORROW AND THE TAMING OF TORMENT TEMPTED BY TOMORROW AND THEN WITH VEHEMENCE THIS SACRED SPIRIT VOWED AN END TO VIOLENCE AND SUDDENLY THE BEHODEN ONES BECAME BORN AGAIN BY THE BEAUTY OF THE MAN'S MAJESTY AS HE VOWED HIS GRACE EVER SO LAVISHLY BUT JUST THEN... 'TWAS AT THAT POINT A MIGHTY WIND CAME TO BLOW THE BEHOLDEN ONES FROM BROADAY TO BELIEF DUE TO A MAN WITH LOGIC AND MYSTICISM PROFFERED AS RELIEF I WAS NEVER PRIVILAGED TO SEE THAT SOAPBOX PROPHET AGAIN HOWEVER, I STILL HEAR THE ECHO OF HIS TENDERLY TENDERED "ALAS AND AMEN" (C) 2012 PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~