Is thinking there are setbacks
After all everything’s moving forward
Into another world even if
We have to circle back sometimes
Not wanting to leave
Anything important behind
And often having to relinquish unfound
The safety we were searching for
But the pattern moves us on
And we hurry to catch up
I think of ducklings I think
We are all ugly ducklings to the gods
I think they invented ponds
If we follow along
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