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Dec 2016
Though I lay on the floor broken and ******. Though I suffer a temporary defeat. I will not surrender to your will. You can crush my bones and rend my flesh, but I will rise again. I am an ideal not just a person. Though I am trampled down to the ground, I will find another way to grow. I am the thoughts of freedom and justice and you cannot destroy me.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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