Slide 4
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| A General view of Ophir, 1851, by George French Angas Lithograph, |
a hole in the hill
..........a circle of darkness
no telling how far into the hillside
..........it travels the air cool & stale
even now i sense the fear i felt as i stepped
..........inside i remember being sick
the day we drove out a bad burger
..........& the flat lemonade my mother
gave me to settle my stomach
..........my first memory of diarrhoea
a bush toilet & the memory of gold specks
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