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Jan 2017
The light has faded from the sky and dark clouds have blocked out the heavens. The streets are filled with waste and buildings have been abandoned. Hope is missing from those who are left, despair can be seen in the faces that peer out from broken windows. The wealth of the land has been stripped away and poverty is all that remains. Justice is a  myth that it talked about in bedtime stories and brutality and want are all too real. In cities across the land this is the stark reality and a resounding truth. A once vibrant kingdom has become nothing more than a dark foreboding land.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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