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Jan 2017
The world seems confused to me. I can't seem to keep things straight in my head. I see the sky on the ground and the earth is above me, what is wrong with me? I get all mixed up when I try to make sense of things. I hope that my condition isn't serious? The doctors can't seem to agree what I should do or even what is causing my confusion. So I think I will just sit under the giant mushroom and watch the pink sea turtles swim by. I hope that I will eventually come to  a conclusion as to what I should do, perhaps I will ask the walrus the next time he comes by.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
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