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May 2015
On calm green waters, under clear blue skies. I see broad white canvas stretched by the pull of the wind. Gentle white breakers lap at the hull of my vessel as I run through the trades seeking a favorable current to take me to a quiet harbor just outside of paradise. In a quiet cove the sun begins to set, its golden rays highlighting the form of a love that I have not known yet. Lost in a vision of what I hope will come, I awake from sailing in a dream back into the reality that fate has chosen for me.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  57/M/Atlanta Georgia
(57/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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