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Mar 2016
Torn pieces of cloth, old forgotten clothes and discarded linens. Things nobody seems to need or care for. This is how we treat our old, our poor and our fatherless. An image that is not pretty, but accurate to describe the way of the world. If someone would take the pieces and patch them together, a beautiful quilt or tapestry could emerge. So let us take the ragged broken lives of those we consider lost and patch them back together. In hopes of a beautiful creation being born from the ripped and shredded pieces of tattered lives.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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