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Apr 2018
A thing that should be filled with wonder, smiles and a safe place to dream. Toothless laughter at the most silly things. Crayon marks on the wall, mommy how big am I today? They grow up in such a hurry, and it ought not be that way. The life of a child should be simplicity and filled with hopes and dreams. It should last longer than 50 Summers it seems. Oh but alass imagination Fades away and problems come and take childhood away. So for the precious moments that last for a little while, let children be children and cherish the life of a child.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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