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A lighter in my hand.
The fire starts.
I run.
My footsteps against the concrete, then it comes
BOOM!
An explosion behind me, followed by smoke.
A flare goes into the infinite sky
Clapping
A shining mass. now flying. falling
Falling down earthward.
Charred, useless ashes.
“It’s done! Let’s go again”





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