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Feb 2016
Spring comes and the sun shines down. Green leaves sprout on the trees. We finish our schooling and begin to live life only to find that the days are like a vapor. In a moment what once seemed like an eternity has become a twinkle of an eye. Time hasn't moved faster or slower, only our perception of it has changed.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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