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Jul 2016
Children playing in the street without fear of being harmed. Old people walking in a park arm and arm. Mothers pushing babies in carriages enjoying a sunny day. What does it truly mean to be free? Is it the ability to make your on choices, that is what some people say. Is it the right to live your own way? Is freedom the ability to speak out and be proud? I think it is some of all of this and much more. Images of people living without fear. Laughter and love from both far and near. The ideals of being free live in every heart. So to the point of what freedom is you see. Freedom is what you think it should be.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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