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May 2015
I stop on the beach to see the harbor lights. I watch a ship coming in from time out at sea. As I listen to the waves wash up on the shore, I look up at the night sky. In my mind I think of all that I have gained and what I have lost. As I walk along the beach, silhouetted by a pail moon rising over the water. I begin to be at peace with decisions I have made. I take a deep breath of the salty air and resign myself to be content with the life that I have lived and the choices that I have made
James M Vines
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James M Vines  57/M/Atlanta Georgia
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