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Jul 2016
Dark clouds fill the skies and a fierce down pour comes along. I dash into the drops of water hurling from the sky! I cannot see my hand in front of my face, nor do I care to! I let the cold down pour wash over me and drench me to the core. I am not looking for insight nor am I seeking absolution! I simply want to be one with the down pour and get lost in the rain.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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   cgembry and SPT
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