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Jul 2016
Burn the ground and leave nothing behind. Tear down the trees and the buildings. Level the mountains and flatten out the hills, release the molten rock of rage. Lava pours out of cracks like ooze from a festering wound. The earth trembles and quakes. Nature takes hold and sets the balance again, mans interference is not welcome! Wiping the slate clean to let something new take hold. This is what creation and renewal are about, being born from piles of ash and what appears to be chaotic destruction. Nature scorches the earth and cleans itself up so that it can start again.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
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