Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of t — Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
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Eraritjaritjaka albutjikaNkinjaba iturala albutjika ...His heart is filled with longing to turn for homeIn the heat of the sun to return home ...'Ulamba chant, Aboriginal Central Australia

— Stuart Rintoul, The Wailing: A National Black Oral History
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