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[aid] => mick
[title] => John Wayne Brown II
[time] => 2019-06-23 15:23:10
[hometext] => Dedicated to John W. Brown (1970-2019) who died on June 3, 2019.
[bodytext] => Just one month ago, you were walking around.
But now you/'/re dead and buried in the ground.
So much can change in just the blink of an eye.
You went too soon, forty-eight was too young to die.
Forty years ago in 1979, we became friends.
I wish that your life hadn/'/t came to an end.
On the 3rd day of June, you took your final breath.
You overdosed on drugs and it caused your death.
Because you were a drug user, you didn/'/t survive.
Drugs eventually kill, that/'/s why you/'/re no longer alive.
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[informant] => randyjohnson
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