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James M Vines
Poems
Feb 2017
The ***** South
Whiskey clear as water served in Mason jars. Dimly lit dance halls with a neon glow. Beer served by girls in barely there clothes. The twang of a steel guitar and shut your mouth. Welcome to the ***** south.
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James M Vines
50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)
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