The spaces are empty of materialisms
Resonating with memories as a drum cavity
Men came, packed, boxed, lifted, loaded, and drove away
Possessions whisked to an unseen oasis
Lucky dip houses, roulette of realty
Remote desert living awaiting
A snake in the grass or a bird in the hand
New directions on Ngaanyatjarra land
Resonating with memories as a drum cavity
Men came, packed, boxed, lifted, loaded, and drove away
Possessions whisked to an unseen oasis
Lucky dip houses, roulette of realty
Remote desert living awaiting
A snake in the grass or a bird in the hand
New directions on Ngaanyatjarra land
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