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Built by the sea
But not of the sea
These enclosing walls…
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It is a ‘Celtic’ thing
The Spirit tied-to-tide
And it is still understood
By today’s Old Bones…
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There they sit
Lining the sea-front
Huddled together
Under-sun
Within ear-shot
Of the waves
Which lap the shore
And withdraw
On the out breath
In ceaseless rhythm
Which hints at beyond…
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Built by the sea
But not of the sea
These enclosing walls.
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France & Vincent 
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