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Atlantic City, NJ, Jan., 1972

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By Vladimir Huber

Did you ever wake up at noon,
with that sour feeling of nothingness?

Were you ever in a group,
having the feeling of that one
that is waiting to say good bye?

here is a road;
there are trees;
watch the ones
that you didn’t even imagine;
come back and tell yourself,
if you were born then,
or just a while ago.