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Sep 2019
Well R.I.P Mac Miller
A kid who walked the same streets as me
A kid who just came up on the scene
No one knew what he had been through
Except for the drug use he went through
Puncturing his veins
Now whenever people say his name, they will say it in vain.
Nothing will ever be the same, when I walk those streets today.
written a year ago today RIP Mac you inspired the kid
Finn Dugan
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Finn Dugan  20/M
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     --- and Bogdan Dragos
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