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Jun 2015
From the first cry of birth until the last sigh at death, we are in constant state of change. As we grow and learn, we evolve. Our situations change and our experiences mold us. We are forced to move forward in the stream of time. Regardless of what we think or feel, we are compelled to take part in this rhythm of evolution that all things must succumb to with the passage of time.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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