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  • I am woman.
    I can harbour life
    I give sustenance
    I return love
    That is nurturing

    Innocent as
    A child
    At 17 years old
    Not knowing
    How men
    Perceive me
    I journey to
    My first job.
    I begin as
    An assistant editor
    On a company

    One day I
    Return to
    My desk and
    I find a
    Used condom
    On my chair
    The head editor
    There’s been one
    There every
    Day this week
    I have just
    Removed them
    Before you

    This place
    Is no longer
    Safe for me
    I say
    And I leave.

    To a man
    My body
    Is what is
    Full breasts
    Slim legs
    red lips
    But I am a
    Person too
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