My words to you

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Atlantic City, NJ, Jan., 1972

My words to you

By Vladimir Huber

Some try to stop it.
Some push it
as hard as they can.
I saw some avoiding it,
but they were all doing the same.
There is only one truth, brother,
and that’s reality.
Leave time alone
and let it be.
I’ve seen beautiful babies
‘cause they are all beautiful,
but I’ve seen ugly adults,
and some beautiful, too.
Let the time pass
and get from it the more you can;
who knows,
maybe you’ll find yourself,
beautiful, too.