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May 2013
He was the boy who listened to the kooks
and wore scarves for fun
and hummed as he walked
and smiled at the birds
and went home
with prayers for death on his lips.
Esmé van Aerden
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Esmé van Aerden  Seattle
(Seattle)   
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