I am a stranger to my own time
When I visit my youth
It fails to recognise me
I am unnoticed.
I see my youth dancing
Like a cricket in green garden
I see a flowing river singing
Songs of eternal happiness.
I see humming bees
Kissing budding flowers
But the time has forgotten me
I am an unknown traveller
To my own time.
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