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Aug 2016
Once young and full of desire, chasing after the things that please the eye. Drawn to pleasure and living for today, not thinking about tomorrow at all. Many dreams are formed and many plans are made, then life takes over and time flies by. In the twinkle of an eye, you are not the youth anymore. A new generations sprouts up to replace you and to trod down what you have desired and to lay waste to what you have dreamed. You cannot go back, you can only go forward and perhaps recapture some of the lost passions you once had.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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