There’s always at least one

Somewhere in the deepest and yet least
hidden recesses of your heart, it chose to feast.
Accident dictated where it rose up and in your terror
diminished what they saw. Not your soul, for trial and error
only could master the reality that your truth and being
wish to give. Don’t be the one who lives here unseeing.

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