It’s Never Too Late

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It’s Never Too Late

It’s never too late
To be a discovery,
There’s a bright red flower
Alive in her mystery,

They said for a time in her presence,
Kingdoms were sold,
For a taste of her essence,
Suns would implode,
Just a stranger who questioned
Where she kept her real stash,
And she was like, all,
How dare does he ask?”

What’s easy for her
Ain’t so simple for me,
All the things they say
Are so easy and free,
Have never been less lucid for me,

It’s never too late
To discover a flower,
The destined one
Waits for you,
Hour after hour.

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