HarveyWeinstein
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When I didn’t think
I had what it took
I carried you with me.
I had run out of articles,
I begged a friend to print you out.
Medusa wasn’t always a viper.
Medusa was approachable, likeable, and even flirtatious.
Everyone noticed her golden-brown locks when she walked to her cubicle.
Sauntering.
Swaying.
Doing her thing.
