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Prompt: For three strange days I had no obligations My mind was a blur I did not know what to do I think I lost myself When I lost my motivation Now I'm walking 'round the city Just waiting to come to For three strange... For three strange days I couldn't put a smile on my face So they dressed me up in all of their clothes And took me somewhere else Johnny Clueless was there With his simulated wood grain So I pulled up a chair And started drinking by myself For three strange... I've got to make it through No matter what it takes Oh I've got to make it through These strange days I lay down for a while And I woke up on the ocean Floating on my back And staring at the gray It was completely still Except the pounding of my heart Bringing me back to life From three strange days Three strange... Three strange days Three strange days
pocketful of anguirus

pocketful of anguirus

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For three strange days I had no obligations My mind was a blur I did not know what to do I think...Show more
Width: 1024
Height: 1024
Scale: 7
Steps: 25
Seed: 195642266
Sampler: DPM++ 2M SDE Karras

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