"Travelers"

We have years, we have minutes, we have decades;
We have every separator man could find.
But one scent, one sound, one song in one split second
Obliterates the laws of space and time.
 
Time travel isn’t real, we’ve all been told;
And yet we all know we’ve been told a lie,
For we’ve all jumped a decade instantly
To places no machine can seem to find.
 

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