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Jan 2017
A concrete truck roars and groans, but I hear a dragon screaming. A woman dust out a rug from a balcony and I see a banner of a castle being flung out to declare the king has returned. People walk along aimlessly trapped in their inner city world, I see a market place filled with life and community. What others take as drab and ordinary, I see in extraordinary terms. I imagine what the life around me could really be.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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