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There is fire all around
and she looks for her child,
but she can only see
radiation, pure and senseless.
Through the holocaust her
son jogs and picks her
up and when they walk through
the door frame they are
surrounded by centurions and mythical
beasts. He is part transparent
and part real and says
that he never imagined that
things would end like this
and what he saw was different
and new.