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Being Late

Written by: Dejan Stojanovic | Biography
From where do simplicity and ease 
In the movement of heavenly bodies derive? 
It is precision.
Sun is never late to rise upon the Earth, Moon is never late to cause the tides, Earth is never late to greet the Sun and the Moon; Thus accidents are not accidents But precise arrivals at the wrong right time.
Love is almost never simple; Too often, feelings arrive too soon, Waiting for thoughts that often come too late.
I wanted too, to be simple and precise Like the Sun, Like the Moon, Like the Earth But the Earth was booked Billions of years in advance; Designed to meet all desires, All arrivals, all sunrises, all sunsets, All departures, So I will have to be a little bit late.

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