Reception
Arrival will not become us all
A place not found from one's call.
Destiny is a journey of its own making
Comfort, solace and grace not for the taking.
From an unknown channel flourishes not conception
But rather the unsupported unyielding reception.
It is from these untainted depths
That true identity can rest.
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