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Learning to Live With My Own Reflections. Trauman's Blog.

The Nation – Fake Empire

Back when I was a potter, this is how I would feel in the mornings when I woke up. Slow, but insistent toward something beautiful. Then a clearing as I got in my truck, lit a cigarette, and headed out to the studio. My day easing into itself. Beautiful. Like this song.

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