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Rivka T.P.

Rivka T.P.

Model: OpenArt SDXL

Prompt:

Broken archeological earthenware scattered on the ground, yellow beautiful daffodils are popping from and between them
Width: 1024
Height: 1024
Scale: 7
Steps: 25
Seed: 470185500
Sampler: DPM++ 2M SDE Karras

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