Jettisoned all his stocked loot
When we brought loaded’n’locked Wessons through
Won’t even stop to peruse
The shooter if it’s white or blue
Outside a locked vault
Mentats, take all, boost my stats, hack a computer for access
Tip tacking keys clacking at the terminal
It’ll still happen, determinism, minimising the eternal
Writing without adjournment, in a scar-striped journal.
Alchemisland 
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