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Nov 2015
Eyes of deepest green with hair that is soft and brown. A laugh that can cause butterflies to smile. An inner light that is soft and caring, with a strength and firm resolve. A wit sharp as a razor and beauty that comes from with in. What a precious jewel a daughter like this is to see. To watch her become what she is meant to be. You only get to see her for a very short time.Then on to womanhood she must go. If only for a fleeting moment, you can enjoy her, what a blessing that is you see.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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