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Aug 2016
Stepping off of a mountain top and letting the glider sail. Feeling the nothingness of the wind as it lifts you up. Into the blue sky and beyond the clouds, through the haze and veil of the atmosphere you go. Taking a moment to contemplate all that you are and coming to realize that you are only a small part of something much greater. As you sail onwards looking at the earth down below, you come to realize that time has come to a stand still. As the clouds pass by, all things slow down, and for just a moment, you see what true peace can be.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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