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Aug 2016
A cool white veil hangs over a green garden. Frogs croak as night gives way to morning. In the cool of the early morning, the mist gives life a magical quality. Of you look closely, it is as if you can see i,to the past. If for a moment, there is a tear in the fabric of reality and the misty curtain is the doorway to another world.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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