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OPINION, INTERVIEWS & FEATURES CREATIVE WRITING
Artwork – Hank Ze (Year 11)
Home Fred Edenborough (Year 12) Mind, displaced. Thoughts, scattered. A mysterious presence encases My home in a layer of sly Discomfort that creeps meekly into my room.
Coming of age. It manifests in one’s
Choices and decisions by each page Of the book that you write in suns That loom over the place you call home. I mourn The sense of self that was moored, Free of the sanctuary That home so easily gave – I worry I might just drift away.
Home becomes A faint remnant
Of time made for childish games, The unspoken accord of childhood, A shattered past that limps from my home.
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