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homes of flesh and blood would be ever so beautiful. If your heads were beuatiful places. (This text is erased from a page taken from a novel. The other words are erased by a black ink smoke cloud, coming out of a drawn chimney on a house at the bottom of the page)
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Sarah is the first-prize winner of the Erasure Poetry Challenge on Young Poets Network.

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Sarah is the first-prize winner of the Erasure Poetry Challenge on Young Poets Network.

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Homes of Flesh and Blood

Sarah Cassidy

homes of flesh and blood would be ever so beautiful. If your heads were beuatiful places. (This text is erased from a page taken from a novel. The other words are erased by a black ink smoke cloud, coming out of a drawn chimney on a house at the bottom of the page)