I stepped out of the elevator and saw a man who was sickly and lying on the floor with a bandaged face. Another man was with him to help him along. I walked up to him and took off his bandage and he was healed shortly after that. I don't remember what I said to him. He rose to stand on his own. He asked me what would he have to do for this gift? I said to him, 'Love God'. He laughed at me. He said it was pointless, or something like that. I pointed at him and he went back to his sickly state. He sulked and I didn't give him anymore attention. I felt sad, but went back to the elevator.
Just another dream. My wedding is coming up soon. The dream has nothing to do with the picture. I did this awhile back. I'll write more later:)
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That's an interestig dream. How are the wedding plans coming along?
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