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Pay Attention Sir


Listen Kid, you have a responsibility

so go fourth. the sound of keys rings in my ear

and the slam of a car door that shatters ones

fear. The words of those who care plays on repeat

you have a responsibility, so go fourth.

Turn left, Turn right, go straight it's the 

demands of those who care, but that's what 

I hate to hear. Brake slow there's no need for

speed. a red light is near, make haste to break,

put the car on halt. What are you doing were nearly there,  stop now or were-!

Crash!!

everything is blurry, and my ears ring, smoke arises and spots of blood on 

the seats. I hear commotion what could it be.

A man in blue appears, hand a piece of paper to me. 

Pay attention sir, this is your Responsibility!

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