I was born a King among the Ozarks mountains. In a day of mental slavery, and back seat buses. I learned the only true respect came within self. In the concrete jungle I carried two ton balls. I held down the court with moves of thunder, and all the decisions left others in wonder. Never less then two Gs on a daily bases, and I remember the looks on all their faces. Ill tell you this after the third fall I walked away from it all. Now I stand nine feet tall. A whisper In Thunder....
Posted on: Sat, 19 Oct 2013 09:02:46 +0000
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