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May 2016
Our outer self is just an illusion. We keep pretense to guard our feelings and our true beliefs. Nothing is as it appears, we hide behind the façade. If were to be totally honest with ourselves and others, how would the world really be?
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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   --- and Alyssa Underwood
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