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Dec 2016
Tensions boil over as poverty creeps into neighborhoods. The perception of social injustice fills the news. Violence leaves already shatter families ripped and torn apart. Liars make promises they have no intention of keeping as cities burn to the ground. The seams of societies fabric begin to fray and tear. Pressure percolates under surfaces until threads begin to break. The strain becomes too great and everything explodes in chaos as those in power look on from their fortified Ivory towers waiting for the whole thing to be broken so that they can sweep up the pieces and throw them away. Then come in and rebuild it and fill the pockets full of gold while people scrounge in the streets half starved as they buckle under even more pressure as they see the inequality of a system that is broken and simply repeats itself.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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