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Feb 2016
As a trickle of water from the heights of a mountain or the depths of the earth, so began my life. It started from a singular lonely place and moved forward slowly. Drip by drip until it formed a small stream. Then the path narrowed and it became faster until it began to rush forward. Into a widening river until it again slowed on it's journey to the sea. Into the sea my life goes, where all that I am is lost and forgotten among the masses of people and the passing of time. Like the water of the river that flows into the sea, I to shall be drawn up and start again my journey. Into a different path and a new life.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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