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“BEING LATE 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.”

Quote by Dejan Stojanovic

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Dejan Stojanovic
Dejan Stojanovic

Dejan Stojanovic, born on March 11, 1959, is a Serbian poet known for his profound emotions and unique style in his poetry, which has won the hearts of readers worldwide. more

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