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Apr 2016
Up rough hills and over mountains I have climbed. Through dry hot deserts and deep valleys I have walked. My body is worn and I am tired. I see only more road ahead of me. So I will stop for a while and wait on someone to pass by and hopefully they will carry on my journey for me.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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   --- and Keith Wilson
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