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Fair by Ryan
Peters! A boy behind me moans as I try to work
Extreme! Another boy utters, and the room fills with snickering
The soft neon lights are flickering as my thoughts race
Should I ignore or chase risk the trouble for the reprisal
As I try to paint these problems on an easel it doesnt work
I ignore it as a tour is in the window when it passes
Peters! Is said again, and my mind flashes again.
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