Veil
Now, I'm not talking about "opression"
nor about regression,
of the Middle Eastern civilisations.
I just want to adress,
how I wish to dress:
But I don't mean physically
(thanks for making assumptions),
I mean my Right to privacy.
I get to hide,
If I want.
I get to be different, ashamed,
If I want.
So don't you ever think to stop me.
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Lizaf Asifan
Hey, I'm seventeen, and many of those years have been spent devouring Italian mint chocolate chip ice-cream. I love Italian mint chocolate-chip ice-cream. You should really know that: that I LOVE ITALIAN MINT CHOCOLATE CHIP ICE-CREAM (okay, I think you get the picture now, huh?).
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