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Prompt: I choose life and I choose love eternal with praise to God whichever way he chooses for me. I trust God in everything. I am God's most grateful fool. I. Am.
Gideon Brits

Gideon Brits

Model: OpenArt SDXL

Prompt:

I choose life and I choose love eternal with praise to God whichever way he chooses for me. I trust God in everything. I am God's most grateful fool. I. Am.

Negative prompt:

No words please
Width: 1024
Height: 1024
Scale: 7
Steps: 25
Seed: 699482807
Sampler: DPM++ 2M SDE Karras

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