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Some time ago |
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And for a period of time |
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I lived on another planet |
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And in another galaxy |
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Where time |
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Didn't exist |
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There were no seasons |
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No nights or days |
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There were no calendars |
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No hourglasses |
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Sometimes |
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I wrote letters to earth |
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To ask what year, what season it was |
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Sometimes |
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I wrote letters to earth |
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To find out how old |
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I had become |
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And sometimes |
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I was seventy years old |
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But other times my granddad wasn't even born |
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So my letters to him were returned |
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And I had to note on the envelope |
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Which year it was supposed to arrive in |
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Once, for a test, |
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I sent a letter addressed "Planet Tellus anno 2050" |
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But I never got neither an answer nor the letter in return |
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I don't know how long |
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I lived there |
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I forgot the meaning of words like "Tomorrow" and "soon" and "suddenly" |
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I became both patient and impatient |
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The strange thing, though |
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Even if time didn't exist |
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I always had plenty of time |