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Prompt: lake by Andrei Tarkovsky, thing in water, mist, mountains, lomography photo effect, monochrome, noise grain film
Model: Stable Diffusion

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lake by Andrei Tarkovsky, thing in water, mist, mountains, lomography photo effect, monochrome, noise grain film
Seed: 4138729325
Width: 704
Height: 512

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