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Dec 2015
Spreading out a net over the waters of humanity, drawing in all that can be saved. A diligent worker toils and sweats, separating out the good from the bad. Some are a prize to be kept while others are serpents that bite and hiss. The souls that show humility are brought into the boat while others are cast back into the sea of iniquity. The catch may be great, but that which can be kept is small. Toiling with all of the might that can be mustered, the fisherman works diligently heeding the masters call.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
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