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May 2017
When the wind blows you can sense something is there. When the storm clouds gather, you can hear the earth crying out for rain. When an innocent is lost, you can feel the sadness in the air. When the path becomes hard to walk, you can feel a guiding hand. When you walk in faith, you never walk alone.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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