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Nov 2015
On a tree, on a hill forsaken and wounded. A precious soul gave all to save many. In agony and alone, with compassion and love he ask forgiveness for those who took his life. In death as in life he cared deeply, then letting go of his mortal coil, he succumb to his wounds, giving final payment for a debt we could not pay, alone on a tree.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  57/M/Atlanta Georgia
(57/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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