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Prompt: You are a gay man who thinks his boyfriend is cheating on him, you look through his pants pocket and find chalcedony pebbles. Who keeps chalcedony pebbles in their pocket? Is he cheating on you with a geologist?You are a gay man who thinks his boyfriend is cheating on him, you look through his pants pocket and find chalcedony pebbles. Who keeps chalcedony pebbles in their pocket? Is he cheating on you with a geologist? You feel a sudden pang of jealousy as you suspect your boyfriend of cheating on you. Glancing at him from the corner of your eye, you notice him absentmindedly fiddling with his pocket. Unable to contain your curiosity any longer, you decide to take matters into your own hands. You feel a sudden pang of jealousy as you suspect your boyfriend of cheating on you. Glancing at him from the corner of your eye, you notice him absentmindedly fiddling with his pocket. Unable to contain your curiosity any longer, you decide to take matters into your own hands. As you watch him, you muster up the courage to speak up about your suspicions. Hey, do you keep chalcedony pebbles in your pocket by any chance? you ask casually, trying not to sound too accusing. As you watch him, you muster up the courage to speak up about your suspicions. Hey, do you keep chalcedony pebbles in your pocket by any chance? you ask casually, trying not to sound too accusing. Your boyfriend looks at you, clearly taken aback by the question. Chalcedony? What are you talking about? he asks, looking down at his pocket and then back up at you. His expression is one of confusion and innocence, but you can't shake the feeling that there's something he's not telling you. Your boyfriend looks at you, clearly taken aback by the question. Chalcedony? What are you talking about? he asks, looking [...]

Prompt: Well, I caught you, darlin', with that sly little grin, Out in the moonlight, where the cheating begins. You were romancing with a rock, not a person, you see, But that chalcedony lover was taking you from me. You said you loved me, swore it was true, But you found your passion in rocks, not in me and you. So, here's my goodbye, and I'll make it clear, Your chalcedony love won't keep me near. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. You spent your nights polishing stones instead, While I was dreaming of the love that was dead. With your chalcedony affair, you thought I'd never know, But now it's time to pack up and go. You said you loved me, swore it was true, But you found your passion in rocks, not in me and you. So, here's my goodbye, and I'll make it clear, Your chalcedony love won't keep me near. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. I gave you my heart, but you chose the stone, Now I'm walking away, no more tears to be sown. Your chalcedony dreams, they're all in the past, I'm moving on, and our love didn't last. So here's the end, our love's final song, You chose chalcedony, and I'll be moving along. Your heart turned to rocks, mine's on a new start, Stomped on your chalcedony, breaking us apart. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. Now I'm walking away, leaving you behind, No more [...]

Prompt: You sit on the bench and a man sitting next to you asks do you want to see my photonegative refractograph? You know what this means, you respond with the code phrase I can show you my photoposotive refractograph in turn. He nods and hands you the package, you look inside and find a small, intricately designed machine with various dials and lenses. It appears to be in working condition, but you're not quite sure what it's used for. As you examine it, the man explains that it's an antique device used to study the properties of light and color.a small, intricately designed machine with various dials and lenses. It appears to be in working condition, but you're not quite sure what it's used for. As you examine it, the man explains that it's an antique device used to study the properties of light and color. You nod, intrigued by the man's knowledge and the fascinating device in your hands. Carefully, you turn the dials and adjust the lenses, trying to get a better understanding of how it works. The man watches on, offering occasional suggestions and explanations as you fiddle with the machine. You nod, intrigued by the man's knowledge and the fascinating device in your hands. Carefully, you turn the dials and adjust the lenses, trying to get a better understanding of how it works. The man watches on, offering occasional suggestions and explanations as you fiddle with the machine. --ar 16:9 --v 6.0

Prompt: you wake up hearing the ocean waves in your soft cotton bed, you get up, no need to change, you like your silky pajamas, you put slippers on, grab your lantern, and walk outside your cabin, it's dark and foggy, beautiful, you hear raindrops hitting the top of your head, it reminds you of the feeling you had a long time ago, you know, the time you fell in love, you miss it, but you know you'll find that love again someday, atleast you hope, you start walking, everythings so pretty, yet sad and comfortable, you keep walking on the path to the end of the woods, than you walk down to the beach, and decide to leave your slippers at the bottom of the forest so you can feel the sand between your toes, but...there's someone sitting on the sand, a boy (or a girl), hes just sitting there, watching the waves crashing down, you decide to go up to him, you say hello, and he motions for you to sit down, and at that moment, you now know, you found someone who loves you, you talk for hours, but you don't see him for a while after that, not knowing, that soon, on your next adventure, when you need him, he will be there --v 5

Prompt: You are a gay man who thinks his boyfriend is cheating on him, you look through his pants pocket and find chalcedony pebbles. Who keeps chalcedony pebbles in their pocket? Is he cheating on you with a geologist?You are a gay man who thinks his boyfriend is cheating on him, you look through his pants pocket and find chalcedony pebbles. Who keeps chalcedony pebbles in their pocket? Is he cheating on you with a geologist? You feel a sudden pang of jealousy as you suspect your boyfriend of cheating on you. Glancing at him from the corner of your eye, you notice him absentmindedly fiddling with his pocket. Unable to contain your curiosity any longer, you decide to take matters into your own hands. You feel a sudden pang of jealousy as you suspect your boyfriend of cheating on you. Glancing at him from the corner of your eye, you notice him absentmindedly fiddling with his pocket. Unable to contain your curiosity any longer, you decide to take matters into your own hands. As you watch him, you muster up the courage to speak up about your suspicions. Hey, do you keep chalcedony pebbles in your pocket by any chance? you ask casually, trying not to sound too accusing. As you watch him, you muster up the courage to speak up about your suspicions. Hey, do you keep chalcedony pebbles in your pocket by any chance? you ask casually, trying not to sound too accusing. Your boyfriend looks at you, clearly taken aback by the question. Chalcedony? What are you talking about? he asks, looking down at his pocket and then back up at you. His expression is one of confusion and innocence, but you can't shake the feeling that there's something he's not telling you. Your boyfriend looks at you, clearly taken aback by the question. Chalcedony? What are you talking about? he asks, looking [...]

Prompt: Well, I caught you, darlin', with that sly little grin, Out in the moonlight, where the cheating begins. You were romancing with a rock, not a person, you see, But that chalcedony lover was taking you from me. You said you loved me, swore it was true, But you found your passion in rocks, not in me and you. So, here's my goodbye, and I'll make it clear, Your chalcedony love won't keep me near. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. You spent your nights polishing stones instead, While I was dreaming of the love that was dead. With your chalcedony affair, you thought I'd never know, But now it's time to pack up and go. You said you loved me, swore it was true, But you found your passion in rocks, not in me and you. So, here's my goodbye, and I'll make it clear, Your chalcedony love won't keep me near. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. I gave you my heart, but you chose the stone, Now I'm walking away, no more tears to be sown. Your chalcedony dreams, they're all in the past, I'm moving on, and our love didn't last. So here's the end, our love's final song, You chose chalcedony, and I'll be moving along. Your heart turned to rocks, mine's on a new start, Stomped on your chalcedony, breaking us apart. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. Now I'm walking away, leaving you behind, No more [...]

Prompt: You sit on the bench and a man sitting next to you asks do you want to see my photonegative refractograph? You know what this means, you respond with the code phrase I can show you my photoposotive refractograph in turn. He nods and hands you the package, you look inside and find a small, intricately designed machine with various dials and lenses. It appears to be in working condition, but you're not quite sure what it's used for. As you examine it, the man explains that it's an antique device used to study the properties of light and color.a small, intricately designed machine with various dials and lenses. It appears to be in working condition, but you're not quite sure what it's used for. As you examine it, the man explains that it's an antique device used to study the properties of light and color. You nod, intrigued by the man's knowledge and the fascinating device in your hands. Carefully, you turn the dials and adjust the lenses, trying to get a better understanding of how it works. The man watches on, offering occasional suggestions and explanations as you fiddle with the machine. You nod, intrigued by the man's knowledge and the fascinating device in your hands. Carefully, you turn the dials and adjust the lenses, trying to get a better understanding of how it works. The man watches on, offering occasional suggestions and explanations as you fiddle with the machine. --ar 16:9 --v 6.0

Prompt: You are a gay man who thinks his boyfriend is cheating on him, you look through his pants pocket and find chalcedony pebbles. Who keeps chalcedony pebbles in their pocket? Is he cheating on you with a geologist?You are a gay man who thinks his boyfriend is cheating on him, you look through his pants pocket and find chalcedony pebbles. Who keeps chalcedony pebbles in their pocket? Is he cheating on you with a geologist? You feel a sudden pang of jealousy as you suspect your boyfriend of cheating on you. Glancing at him from the corner of your eye, you notice him absentmindedly fiddling with his pocket. Unable to contain your curiosity any longer, you decide to take matters into your own hands. You feel a sudden pang of jealousy as you suspect your boyfriend of cheating on you. Glancing at him from the corner of your eye, you notice him absentmindedly fiddling with his pocket. Unable to contain your curiosity any longer, you decide to take matters into your own hands. As you watch him, you muster up the courage to speak up about your suspicions. Hey, do you keep chalcedony pebbles in your pocket by any chance? you ask casually, trying not to sound too accusing. As you watch him, you muster up the courage to speak up about your suspicions. Hey, do you keep chalcedony pebbles in your pocket by any chance? you ask casually, trying not to sound too accusing. Your boyfriend looks at you, clearly taken aback by the question. Chalcedony? What are you talking about? he asks, looking down at his pocket and then back up at you. His expression is one of confusion and innocence, but you can't shake the feeling that there's something he's not telling you. Your boyfriend looks at you, clearly taken aback by the question. Chalcedony? What are you talking about? he asks, looking [...]

Prompt: if you can dream it you can do it

Prompt: Well, I caught you, darlin', with that sly little grin, Out in the moonlight, where the cheating begins. You were romancing with a rock, not a person, you see, But that chalcedony lover was taking you from me. You said you loved me, swore it was true, But you found your passion in rocks, not in me and you. So, here's my goodbye, and I'll make it clear, Your chalcedony love won't keep me near. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. You spent your nights polishing stones instead, While I was dreaming of the love that was dead. With your chalcedony affair, you thought I'd never know, But now it's time to pack up and go. You said you loved me, swore it was true, But you found your passion in rocks, not in me and you. So, here's my goodbye, and I'll make it clear, Your chalcedony love won't keep me near. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. I gave you my heart, but you chose the stone, Now I'm walking away, no more tears to be sown. Your chalcedony dreams, they're all in the past, I'm moving on, and our love didn't last. So here's the end, our love's final song, You chose chalcedony, and I'll be moving along. Your heart turned to rocks, mine's on a new start, Stomped on your chalcedony, breaking us apart. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. Now I'm walking away, leaving you behind, No more [...]

Prompt: You sit on the bench and a man sitting next to you asks do you want to see my photonegative refractograph? You know what this means, you respond with the code phrase I can show you my photoposotive refractograph in turn. He nods and hands you the package, you look inside and find a small, intricately designed machine with various dials and lenses. It appears to be in working condition, but you're not quite sure what it's used for. As you examine it, the man explains that it's an antique device used to study the properties of light and color.a small, intricately designed machine with various dials and lenses. It appears to be in working condition, but you're not quite sure what it's used for. As you examine it, the man explains that it's an antique device used to study the properties of light and color. You nod, intrigued by the man's knowledge and the fascinating device in your hands. Carefully, you turn the dials and adjust the lenses, trying to get a better understanding of how it works. The man watches on, offering occasional suggestions and explanations as you fiddle with the machine. You nod, intrigued by the man's knowledge and the fascinating device in your hands. Carefully, you turn the dials and adjust the lenses, trying to get a better understanding of how it works. The man watches on, offering occasional suggestions and explanations as you fiddle with the machine. --ar 16:9 --v 6.0

Prompt: You are a gay man who thinks his boyfriend is cheating on him, you look through his pants pocket and find chalcedony pebbles. Who keeps chalcedony pebbles in their pocket? Is he cheating on you with a geologist?You are a gay man who thinks his boyfriend is cheating on him, you look through his pants pocket and find chalcedony pebbles. Who keeps chalcedony pebbles in their pocket? Is he cheating on you with a geologist? You feel a sudden pang of jealousy as you suspect your boyfriend of cheating on you. Glancing at him from the corner of your eye, you notice him absentmindedly fiddling with his pocket. Unable to contain your curiosity any longer, you decide to take matters into your own hands. You feel a sudden pang of jealousy as you suspect your boyfriend of cheating on you. Glancing at him from the corner of your eye, you notice him absentmindedly fiddling with his pocket. Unable to contain your curiosity any longer, you decide to take matters into your own hands. As you watch him, you muster up the courage to speak up about your suspicions. Hey, do you keep chalcedony pebbles in your pocket by any chance? you ask casually, trying not to sound too accusing. As you watch him, you muster up the courage to speak up about your suspicions. Hey, do you keep chalcedony pebbles in your pocket by any chance? you ask casually, trying not to sound too accusing. Your boyfriend looks at you, clearly taken aback by the question. Chalcedony? What are you talking about? he asks, looking down at his pocket and then back up at you. His expression is one of confusion and innocence, but you can't shake the feeling that there's something he's not telling you. Your boyfriend looks at you, clearly taken aback by the question. Chalcedony? What are you talking about? he asks, looking [...]

Prompt: Well, I caught you, darlin', with that sly little grin, Out in the moonlight, where the cheating begins. You were romancing with a rock, not a person, you see, But that chalcedony lover was taking you from me. You said you loved me, swore it was true, But you found your passion in rocks, not in me and you. So, here's my goodbye, and I'll make it clear, Your chalcedony love won't keep me near. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. You spent your nights polishing stones instead, While I was dreaming of the love that was dead. With your chalcedony affair, you thought I'd never know, But now it's time to pack up and go. You said you loved me, swore it was true, But you found your passion in rocks, not in me and you. So, here's my goodbye, and I'll make it clear, Your chalcedony love won't keep me near. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. I gave you my heart, but you chose the stone, Now I'm walking away, no more tears to be sown. Your chalcedony dreams, they're all in the past, I'm moving on, and our love didn't last. So here's the end, our love's final song, You chose chalcedony, and I'll be moving along. Your heart turned to rocks, mine's on a new start, Stomped on your chalcedony, breaking us apart. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. Now I'm walking away, leaving you behind, No more [...]

Prompt: Well, I caught you, darlin', with that sly little grin, Out in the moonlight, where the cheating begins. You were romancing with a rock, not a person, you see, But that chalcedony lover was taking you from me. You said you loved me, swore it was true, But you found your passion in rocks, not in me and you. So, here's my goodbye, and I'll make it clear, Your chalcedony love won't keep me near. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. You spent your nights polishing stones instead, While I was dreaming of the love that was dead. With your chalcedony affair, you thought I'd never know, But now it's time to pack up and go. You said you loved me, swore it was true, But you found your passion in rocks, not in me and you. So, here's my goodbye, and I'll make it clear, Your chalcedony love won't keep me near. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. I gave you my heart, but you chose the stone, Now I'm walking away, no more tears to be sown. Your chalcedony dreams, they're all in the past, I'm moving on, and our love didn't last. So here's the end, our love's final song, You chose chalcedony, and I'll be moving along. Your heart turned to rocks, mine's on a new start, Stomped on your chalcedony, breaking us apart. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. Now I'm walking away, leaving you behind, No more [...]

Prompt: You sit on the bench and a man sitting next to you asks do you want to see my photonegative refractograph? You know what this means, you respond with the code phrase I can show you my photoposotive refractograph in turn. He nods and hands you the package, you look inside and find a small, intricately designed machine with various dials and lenses. It appears to be in working condition, but you're not quite sure what it's used for. As you examine it, the man explains that it's an antique device used to study the properties of light and color.a small, intricately designed machine with various dials and lenses. It appears to be in working condition, but you're not quite sure what it's used for. As you examine it, the man explains that it's an antique device used to study the properties of light and color. You nod, intrigued by the man's knowledge and the fascinating device in your hands. Carefully, you turn the dials and adjust the lenses, trying to get a better understanding of how it works. The man watches on, offering occasional suggestions and explanations as you fiddle with the machine. You nod, intrigued by the man's knowledge and the fascinating device in your hands. Carefully, you turn the dials and adjust the lenses, trying to get a better understanding of how it works. The man watches on, offering occasional suggestions and explanations as you fiddle with the machine. --ar 16:9 --v 6.0