Against the migration
When we heed a call
Perchance o’er the shoulder
Behind, not always ahead
Against the head long migration
Against the wind of cliche
Against even the natural way
The flock will chide and protest
This way
This way is best
This way we must
Yet the heed to turn compels
The call to dwell
Alone
If need be
To find this source
That calls.
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