BordersA Poem by Mike GoodwinUpon a hill across the blue lake, that's where I had my first heartbreak. I still remember how it all changed.Boys will be boys And men will be men But what is determined? And what really Destroys? Because if what one feels is what he really enjoys Then men might not be men But boys will be boys Again. © 2013 Mike GoodwinAuthor's Note
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