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Apr 2016
When others turn away, I will look to you. When you are written off, I will feed you. When no one want to acknowledge you, I will know you are there. To the hopless, abused and forgotten, I will see you.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  57/M/Atlanta Georgia
(57/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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