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Jul 2017
Take the pieces of who I am or what I was. Then dissect each and every one. Look through my soul and find my emotions. Pull on my heart strings until they fray. Look at my memories and go through them with a fine tooth comb. This is how I feel since your leaving is pulling me apart.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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