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Dec 2016
A carpet of color adorns the open spaces. The lilies and tulips blossom by quiet streams, as wild flowers shimmer in the morning sun. The wind whips the seams of the tapestry that nature has woven and the pollen blows from it like golden flecks of a secret treasure. The flowers of the field are for a moment, but a unique beauty that can change the soul for a lifetime.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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