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If we must get on with nuclear holocaust, then, at least letβs have it at sunrise β at that precise, ecstatic moment when the sun reaches out with toasted embrace. On that day, lord, have me close my eyesβ¦ allow me one last delusion that it is simply a particularly fine morning, even as impossible light floods my retinas and my hairs stand up in horror. Help me push it all down, lord, hold it all off just a moment longerβ¦ hand in hand with those I love, squeezing tight, with one last crinkled smile for the promise of a new dawn.