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Aug 2020
They dress in finery and celebrate being ******. The laud their superiority over those that they revile. They celebrate immorality, blindly following a dark path. Life is nothing but a changing scene for them. Riotous living is what crave as they play in the streets. Law and justice are trodden under foot. They say we want equality, as they strip away other people's rights. In a delusional fever they dance to a tune played by the devil they serve.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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