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Jul 2017
Lightning flashes and wind howls, the dark clouds blot out the sky. Some people may fear the coming of the storm, but it can make me feel alive. While others cringe in fear, I look at the wonder of natures hand. I see the lightning as it breaks the horizon in bright flashes and watch the dark clouds in hues of Black, Silver, Blue and Grey. It is simply an angry portrait that sometimes must be painted. A beautiful masterpiece, of beauty in a storm.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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