you ever wanted to know someone?
like,
you heard so many good things about them that you had to meet them one day?
it’s unfortunate when you have to hear about these things after they pass away.
they are just “another person” until you hear their stories.
they were a treasure that you didn’t get to have.
a luxury you didn’t get to experience.
in a world filled with shallow waters and low-hanging fruit,
a natural-born paradise is really a once and a lifetime oppurtunity.
i read all the kind things people had to say about our late acting wolf,
michael k. williams.
he died due to a drug overdose in his apartment in bk yesterday.
born in brooklyn; died in brooklyn.
 i didn’t know him personally but…

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