" A great traveller is a kind of introspective as she covers the ground outwardly, so she advances inwardly." - Mary Morris The universe has its reasons. Whenever life changing fucked up shit happens in my life, better
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Listening to Miles Davis' song. I can feel his loneliness. Yes it comes around midnight, just before the ghosts come out. Ghosts come in the form of memories. I think in his song though he is walking on and I imagine slow city lights. Somewhere towards the end when the trumpets explode and the drum beat gets slightly happier he has left his usual
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