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Nov 2019
We may not have wings, but we can still have mercy. We may not wear shimmering robes, but we can still be a witness. We may not wield a blazing sword, but we can still give justice. Many are called but few are chosen. The way is not easy but the reward is beyond imagining. What is done is not done for personal gain, but because is right. Often we are persecuted, but we still endure. Can we be angels, the answer is yes, if we choose to be.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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