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Cards (5)
probably
armed
,
possibly
not.
End of story
, except not really.
But i
blink
/ and he
bursts
again through the doors of the
bank.
Sleep
, and he's probably
armed
,
possibly
not. /
Dream
and he's torn apart by a
dozen
rounds.
Well
myself
and
somebody
else and
somebody
else ... his
bloody
life in my bloody
hands.