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| ~Sunset Ride~ I was galloping near the coast of Mexico� Breathing in the breeze through my filtration mask. The Geiger counter clicking less and less� Drinking nutrient supplements from my flask. The sky was clear for once� Such a contrast to the fields of flame and bone. And I stopped dead in my tracks� When I saw in a little clearing what had grown. A patch of white flowers� Here, far from man, life had again taken seed. I would bring here those who had survived with me� I turned away from those white pedals, and spurred my steed. Someday I can take off this armor� Touch my friends, my horse may rest yet. I smile gently under my visor, seeing hope� As I turn back, for the last time, to ride into the sunset. |