The swans are giving me mixed messages about the seasons. Tonight I've heard flocks flying north and flocks flying south. Or maybe its just one flock and they are flying back and forth, terribly confused. I can relate to that. It's pretty much what I do, and not just when winter is shamelessly cohabiting with spring. Hey, maybe I could become a swan.
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