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Aylan Kurdi, a three year old toddler in blue and red.
One of four million Syrians fled.

His mother, Rehan, and brother, Galip, also past,
capsized on their way to Kos.

Refugees, a boat journey, senseless death…
Where a family fluttered in the sea…

One swam away.

Their father, Abdullah, chokes and cannot breathe.
How can he begin to grieve?

Where will he find welcome haven?
When only shadows of loved ones hover, haunting.

May they rest in power.
Peace is not for times like these.

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