The HIV Streak

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I thought I got all the punk moves to rock every one
However, turned out to be a mockery,
Excuse my pan!
A day broke not without your call and da so-called sms
Aye…
I dream but all was such a bubble
That’s streamed without any streak
How naïve can a beach be
Throwing out its sand dunes
The most important particle of nature
To such a rebellious stiff neck.
Me as a woman…
If I do not protect myself
From such an HIV potential work,
The Him factor would never
As they deny my right of security always
I wish…
I can knock some sense
In every child+adult mind=long life
You have to excuse my staunch mathematics
Of course, it speaks reality…
I hope I am excused.

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