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Prompt: A single daisy on a rustic wooden table.Simplicity and natural charm.
M

Murthy

Model: OpenArt SDXL

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A single daisy on a rustic wooden table.Simplicity and natural charm.
Scale: 7
Steps: 25
Seed: 826349273
Width: 1024
Height: 1024
Sampler: DPM++ 2M SDE Karras

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