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Bàtalosgadh	Boatburn
Cladach lom air eilean: Ceò dhubh a' sruthadh bho bàta na teine. Uair ann a dh'iasgaich na fir sin na broinn lad an dràsd a' tilgeil ola Ri cur linn lasrach	Bare island beach: Black smoke eddies from a burning boat. These men once fished off her live frame Now they heave lines of oil Cast nets of flame
Faic iad ri falbh Dinn crom Làmhan paisgte ri dromannan crùbte. An corragan corrach dùinte, a' siabadh bho chèile Am brògan a' pronnadh a'mhoil... An deas-ghnàth seachad Thèid iad dhachaigh.	Watch them walk away Heads low Hands folded to bent backs. Scarred fingers clenched, they drift apart Crunching the solemn stones... The ritual done They head for home.
Tormod Calum Dòmhnallach	Norman Malcolm Macdonald

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