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Prompt: Begin the day with a friendly voice A companion unobtrusive Plays that song that's so elusive And the magic music makes your morning mood Off on your way, hit the open road There is magic at your fingers For the spirit ever lingers Undemanding contact in your happy solitude Invisible airwaves crackle with life Bright antenna bristle with the energy Emotional feedback on a timeless wavelength Bearing a gift beyond price, almost free All this machinery making modern music Can still be open-hearted Not so coldly charted, it's really just a question Of your honesty, yeah, your honesty One likes to believe in the freedom of music But glittering prizes and endless compromises Shatter the illusion of integrity, yeah Invisible airwaves crackle with life Bright antenna bristle with the energy Emotional feedback on timeless wavelength Bearing a gift beyond price, almost free For the words of the profits Were written on the studio wall Concert hall And echoes with the sound Of salesmen Of salesmen Of salesmen
pocketful of anguirus

pocketful of anguirus

Model: DreamShaper XL1.0

Prompt:

Begin the day with a friendly voice A companion unobtrusive Plays that song that's so elusive And...Show more
Width: 1024
Height: 1024
Scale: 7
Steps: 25
Seed: 1287309803
Sampler: DPM++ 2M SDE Karras

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