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I've always wondered what a muse is. For many, a source of inspiration. A person that gives them a soft shake, which then moves their hands towards creation. For others, a face in which they see all they want to be, but cannot. Thus, they use their mind and body to bring themselves closer to their ambition. Making it seem as if they played a part in it. For me, I do not really know. I've always wondered what a muse is. Is it the muses themselves, that shine with beauty, inspiration, maybe even vanity, or, is it the artist's eyes that give them their essence? I really do not know. I never had a muse. Neither was I worthy of one.