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Nov 2013
She was clean as paper
Before the poem
Her body was an empty acre
Before the home

Until one day
A man touched her body
She was led astray
Because of his hobby

And so they vowed forever
For her to clean plates
For him to grab his sweater
So he can finally escape
i was reading house on mango street and i got this idea from it so kudos to sandra cisneros
sabrine
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sabrine  Dallas
(Dallas)   
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