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Aug 2018
We are all born naked and cold and hungry. We all die alone inside ourselves. In between we may move up or down, but our ending and beginning our the same. All that we can do is strive to make the world a better or worse place in a hope that when we leave that we have touched lives and left a legacy that will help others do better than we have done ourselves, so at the end when we are all again equal, that we will not leave with regret for what might have been.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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