May Be Later
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may be a little slow
but this love is certain to grow
between you and me
someday the river of love will flow
may be a little late
may be it is not now in my fate
but surely it will come
mind will be free of anger and hate
may be this flower
is waiting to bloom on the bower
when the season will come
this lonely life will no more taste sour
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