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Extract of a poem by Saradha Soobrayen : winner of the Pacuare Poetry Competition 2015
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Their homecoming is not yet out of reach, not yet out of sight
‘Sometimes I feel like a motherless child, a long way from home, a long…’
The Archipelago is not where one man lived but is where
they all remember living. Remembering is like that.
Memory—a sliding door between adjoining rooms,
old and young Chagos hearts, co-habiting.
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