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Oct 2016
For nine months I hold you inside of me, then you leave and join me in the world. I hold you close and nurse you and wonder as I watch you grow. Small fingers and toes turn into hands and feet. First you crawl away, then you walk and finally you run. Like the wind you flee into your own world. You explore the newness of life and want to stand on your own two feet, yet for all your independence, there is a bond that cannot be broken. So though you think you are making your own place in the world, I am always a part of you. I know you as no one can and a part of your life will always be mine.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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