In another time,
another set of circumstances,
I would be a drifter,
and you may drift along.
Time does not matter,
doesn't matter anymore.
Who cares about time,
when you've got
all the time
in the world?
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I would like to translate this poem
Really like this, you got it spot on. May i invite you to read my new poem called, powers that be.