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Nov 2015
When all of my pain is gone and I am finally at rest. I will not remember what I have been through. All that I will see is peace and beauty, for my trials and suffering will have passed. In an hour appointed, I shall take a trip, to a far better country. In lands of green pastures, clear waters and eternal day I will rest. Take no thought for me, for I will feel no more sorry. In the land beyond eternity, where I will cry no more.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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   Eudora
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