The loss of home - my life my soul
my village
my friends and my family
the forest got cut down
my feelings
they burn
we all are sad
so very sad
we all are bullied for our colour
it is rude
got put in residential schools
we speak
well, we used to speak Hulquiminum
I lay in bed
I feel so bad
the trees got cut down
turned into paper
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