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Jan 2016
Time comes for all things. For everything there is a season. Life ebbs and flows through times of peace and times of turmoil. Sometimes we must endure long spells of trial to enter into a place of rest. In all things, there is hope. Even in the darkest hours, light can be found. Focus on what you can do and let the rest be left to tomorrow. Look to accomplish your best and in due season, you shall see goals accomplished and good things come to pass.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  57/M/Atlanta Georgia
(57/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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