Truth is once the muse has touched your heart you can't forget, you can't forget her not if you try, not if you don't, it isn't going to happen. She lives on inside you in the art she inspired, in the wisdom you learned from her, that she made you learn from her. Oh no, the gift of the muse isn't free... no, you'll pay for it every day of your life, love her and cuss her in the same breath for the burden of the art she left on you that you can't be rid of. If you ever actually meet your muse you'll know what I'm talking about once she's gone... and she will move on, they always do, they have to because you're not strong enough and neither am I... and then you start seeing her eyes in odd places, hearing her voice when it should be silent. You'll know what I'm talking about.
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