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Four Poor Boys From Parker, Florida..My Way

The humidity warped our bodies in a mist of sweat as the sun sent its rays of heat to burn our skins dark brown. The sand scorched our bare feet but we walked on. We could care less about our plight because the world was ours and we were the Kings of Martin Lake and all the woods that surrounded the lake. We walked on. The four of us against the world and we did know that we were poor. We walked on. Poor meant nothing to us as we owned such a glorious world as this. We walked on. We could not even come up with the price of BB’s to shoot from one of the other boy’s gun so we walked on. Each step on the hot sand brought us closer to another adventure in our world of poor. We walked on sandy streets that were ours as the rays burnt down. Kings, who walked right through childhood and into a lifelong friendship that made us all brothers. We walk on……..

Four Poor Boys From Parker, Florida..My Way

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Poor Boys

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