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A englyn unodl crwc that won the January 12 Writer's Cramp. |
| waves broken on sands so soft high above, birds borne aloft brine and sea-salt made to waft everywhere all's quiet as an undercroft silv'ry bodies dance in glee gone is the stilled sanctity they splash and jump in utter joy, pleased to celebrate that life's their toy |