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  • There are some Rock Doves that fly south for the winter.

    Instinct compels us to go where there is comfort, security & abundance.

    We will be warm. We will find shelter. We won't go hungry.

    We will fend for ourselves.

    However, what happens when we don't feel that natural impulse & now we rely on others?

    We found a fire. We slept at a train stop. We ate from a back alley dumpster.

    Have I lost something? Should I take a risk? Should I stay or should I go?

    Does it even matter?

    All I know is that I am half-hungry, sitting by a fire and surrounded by others who are doing no different.

    We are staying north.
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