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Prompt: Once upon a time, I was driving through the plains on a road trip, enjoying the sun and watching the clouds roll by. Suddenly, a thick mist descended upon me, and I couldn't see a thing. I had to slow down to a crawl and navigate blindly through the fog. As I crept along, I saw some rustic houses looming out of the mist, and I wondered who lived in them. Suddenly, a pack of dogs appeared out of nowhere, barking furiously and chasing my car. I swerved to avoid them and almost hit a telephone pole. Just then, I spotted a sheep farmer up ahead, and I pulled over to ask for directions. The farmer had a pack of sheep with him, and they were all staring at me with their beady little eyes. The farmer looked at me quizzically, --ar 3:2 --uplight --s 750
Prompt: Once upon a time, I was driving through the plains on a road trip, enjoying the sun and watching the clouds roll by. Suddenly, a thick mist descended upon me, and I couldn't see a thing. I had to slow down to a crawl and navigate blindly through the fog. As I crept along, I saw some rustic houses looming out of the mist, and I wondered who lived in them. Suddenly, a pack of dogs appeared out of nowhere, barking furiously and chasing my car. I swerved to avoid them and almost hit a telephone pole. Just then, I spotted a sheep farmer up ahead, and I pulled over to ask for directions. The farmer had a pack of sheep with him, and they were all staring at me with their beady little eyes. The farmer looked at me quizzically --uplight --s 750
Prompt: armor? I hardly kewer. doctor? I hardly sew her. procto, I can barely see thru her, tumpeter? well, I guess I blew her
Prompt: Sylvia Plath pouring her bisexual but mostly sapphic song out her mouth :: "I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.) God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade: Exit seraphim and Satan's men: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I fancied you'd return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you up inside my head.) I should have loved a thunderbird instead; At least when spring comes they roar back again. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. (I think I made you up inside my head.)"
Prompt: Once upon a time, I was driving through the plains on a road trip, enjoying the sun and watching the clouds roll by. Suddenly, a thick mist descended upon me, and I couldn't see a thing. I had to slow down to a crawl and navigate blindly through the fog. As I crept along, I saw some rustic houses looming out of the mist, and I wondered who lived in them. Suddenly, a pack of dogs appeared out of nowhere, barking furiously and chasing my car. I swerved to avoid them and almost hit a telephone pole. Just then, I spotted a sheep farmer up ahead, and I pulled over to ask for directions. The farmer had a pack of sheep with him, and they were all staring at me with their beady little eyes. The farmer looked at me quizzically, --ar 3:2 --uplight --s 750
Prompt: Once upon a time, I was driving through the plains on a road trip, enjoying the sun and watching the clouds roll by. Suddenly, a thick mist descended upon me, and I couldn't see a thing. I had to slow down to a crawl and navigate blindly through the fog. As I crept along, I saw some rustic houses looming out of the mist, and I wondered who lived in them. Suddenly, a pack of dogs appeared out of nowhere, barking furiously and chasing my car. I swerved to avoid them and almost hit a telephone pole. Just then, I spotted a sheep farmer up ahead, and I pulled over to ask for directions. The farmer had a pack of sheep with him, and they were all staring at me with their beady little eyes. The farmer looked at me quizzically --uplight --s 750
Prompt: armor? I hardly kewer. doctor? I hardly sew her. procto, I can barely see thru her, tumpeter? well, I guess I blew her
Prompt: Sylvia Plath pouring her bisexual but mostly sapphic song out her mouth :: "I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.) God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade: Exit seraphim and Satan's men: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I fancied you'd return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you up inside my head.) I should have loved a thunderbird instead; At least when spring comes they roar back again. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. (I think I made you up inside my head.)"
Prompt: Once upon a time, I was driving through the plains on a road trip, enjoying the sun and watching the clouds roll by. Suddenly, a thick mist descended upon me, and I couldn't see a thing. I had to slow down to a crawl and navigate blindly through the fog. As I crept along, I saw some rustic houses looming out of the mist, and I wondered who lived in them. Suddenly, a pack of dogs appeared out of nowhere, barking furiously and chasing my car. I swerved to avoid them and almost hit a telephone pole. Just then, I spotted a sheep farmer up ahead, and I pulled over to ask for directions. The farmer had a pack of sheep with him, and they were all staring at me with their beady little eyes. The farmer looked at me quizzically, --ar 3:2 --uplight --s 750
Prompt: Once upon a time, I was driving through the plains on a road trip, enjoying the sun and watching the clouds roll by. Suddenly, a thick mist descended upon me, and I couldn't see a thing. I had to slow down to a crawl and navigate blindly through the fog. As I crept along, I saw some rustic houses looming out of the mist, and I wondered who lived in them. Suddenly, a pack of dogs appeared out of nowhere, barking furiously and chasing my car. I swerved to avoid them and almost hit a telephone pole. Just then, I spotted a sheep farmer up ahead, and I pulled over to ask for directions. The farmer had a pack of sheep with him, and they were all staring at me with their beady little eyes. The farmer looked at me quizzically --uplight --s 750
Prompt: Ultra realistic: As I turned my head back, I saw a head of wavy maroon hair flow right past me. It was Cassandra Falls, the most popular girl in our entire grade. I called to her, "Hey Cassandra!" As she turned her head back, I caught a glimpse of her dotted freckles, laying faintly on her pale light cheeks and her emerald green eyes, sparkling. It would be fairly impossible to imagine her real age as fourteen. I noticed a swim bag dangling from her shoulders and her gorgeous hair still damp. I supposed she must’ve loved swimming. I felt my cheeks turning red and my heart pounding against my chest. Why do I have such a tingling feeling for her…..? "Hey dennis!" Cassandra called out.
Prompt: Sylvia Plath pouring her bisexual but mostly sapphic song out her mouth :: "I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.) God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade: Exit seraphim and Satan's men: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I fancied you'd return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you up inside my head.) I should have loved a thunderbird instead; At least when spring comes they roar back again. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. (I think I made you up inside my head.)"
Prompt: Once upon a time, I was driving through the plains on a road trip, enjoying the sun and watching the clouds roll by. Suddenly, a thick mist descended upon me, and I couldn't see a thing. I had to slow down to a crawl and navigate blindly through the fog. As I crept along, I saw some rustic houses looming out of the mist, and I wondered who lived in them. Suddenly, a pack of dogs appeared out of nowhere, barking furiously and chasing my car. I swerved to avoid them and almost hit a telephone pole. Just then, I spotted a sheep farmer up ahead, and I pulled over to ask for directions. The farmer had a pack of sheep with him, and they were all staring at me with their beady little eyes. The farmer looked at me quizzically, --ar 3:2 --uplight --s 750
Prompt: Once upon a time, I was driving through the plains on a road trip, enjoying the sun and watching the clouds roll by. Suddenly, a thick mist descended upon me, and I couldn't see a thing. I had to slow down to a crawl and navigate blindly through the fog. As I crept along, I saw some rustic houses looming out of the mist, and I wondered who lived in them. Suddenly, a pack of dogs appeared out of nowhere, barking furiously and chasing my car. I swerved to avoid them and almost hit a telephone pole. Just then, I spotted a sheep farmer up ahead, and I pulled over to ask for directions. The farmer had a pack of sheep with him, and they were all staring at me with their beady little eyes. The farmer looked at me quizzically --uplight --s 750
Prompt: the moire pattern I see the less I know, the more I like to let it go
Prompt: Sylvia Plath pouring her bisexual but mostly sapphic song out her mouth :: "I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.) God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade: Exit seraphim and Satan's men: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I fancied you'd return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you up inside my head.) I should have loved a thunderbird instead; At least when spring comes they roar back again. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. (I think I made you up inside my head.)"