We muses exist because our names are spoken, we breath because we are remembered. For my nine older sisters this has come easily. Embedding themselves in everyday life. They left me to drift, defuse, but beauty in it's true form never dies. Now it is my time. Time for my name to play across your lips, my name caught on the edge of your dreams, my name to bring your eye to aesthetic ecstasy. I am visual enlightenment, optic nirvana, and I welcome you to my domain.

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