My country is divided by a civil war; I have no home to go to and I don’t know if my parents are alive. We meet with other boys and continue one our path to find a home - a place that we will be safe a place that we don’t have to worry if we will live to see tomorrow. Our numbers increase every day as we flee form place to place trying to escape the war. We know that we can’t stay in one place to long because soon we hear the screaming of guns on the horizon and the boom of bombs. We are on the run again, we wander the land hoping to find peace but as long as the war rages on we will be known as the last boys and the lost boys we remain.
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