I found him one morning when I went to take out the rubbish. He lay in the grass, clutching a piece of dirty plastic in his tiny baby hands. His eyes were closed and he didn't seem to be breathing. His crumpled clothes were strangely fluorescent. -- Cyngor Llyfrau Cymru
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