Like the swallows to San Juan Capistrano, Monarch butterflies to Mexico, whooping cranes to Texas in winter or new college graduates back to their parents' house, we, who have been lost sheep wandering in the darkness, return. One by one, slowly but inevitably, we return. Sad but true.
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