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A Visitor from a Distant Generation
In disguise as a young man in the city,
But the bright young life
No longer belongs to me,
No Londoner, I'm just a carbon copy,
Doing some travelling,
I’m a visitor
From a distant generation,
Please don’t ask me
Where those fleeting years have flown to,
They’ve just gone travelling.
Style / type:
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity):
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing stage:
Content level:
Not Explicit Content
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Comments
Carl Halling
Mon, 2020-10-05 16:23
I love that!
That's a great interpretation, Teddy. Carl.