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This was a poem I wrote when I first started studying at uni. I suck at poetry but I had to write a sonnet for one of my classes so I made an attempt and this was the end result. Like I said, I suck at poetry. It turned out reasonable though - I think. So yeah, where it says ten years since my removal, it's now 15. In the future, I'll stick to novels.

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The red dust of Yamatji Country
Stirs, by a car along the road
In this, my silent land of ancestry
Where I belong, my secure abode
Ten years it's been since my removal
Not my choice, father's choosing
City we went, without my approval
I'll always cherish my early raising
Taught of my people, my tradition
A deadly purification of my soul
Learn respect for my elders, an' listen
Till I go back, I won't feel whole
For home, my heart will ever yearn
And when I die, there I shall return.