We are not muses
We are not things of exceptional beauty
Or objects to be painted or photographed in ways that make us more pleasing to the eye...in ways that complement delusions created by the imagination
We are not goddesses with porcelain skin robed in silk, floating gracefully like faeries with flowers hanging from perfect golden waves of hair
These statues, these portraits, these dolls, are all attempts to satisfy desire for perfection
We are only human, special, unique, not to be worshiped like religious idols
Take these expectations and bury them somewhere as deep as the void you wish to fill
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