crie uma pessoa sentada, pensando no pensamento do pensamento de um dinossauro t-rex de 300 mil anos atrás
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belissima cachoeira amazonica, com animais amazonicos, representatividade amazonica, uma india linda em seu ser natural, como nativos, vida nativa
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belissima cachoeira amazonica, com animais amazonicos, representatividade amazonica, uma india linda em seu ser natural, como nativos, vida nativa
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belissima cachoeira amazonica, com animais amazonicos, representatividade amazonica, uma india linda em seu ser natural, como nativos, vida nativa
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mulher de 30 em uma cabana na praia tropical, mulher com vestido verde sentada em uma cadeira em frente a uma janela, pose sexy, very pose sexy, em seu trono, fazendo uma pose elegante over you, pose elegante e deslumbrante, posando em um quarto, pose incrível, pose muito artística, imagem de perfil, fazendo uma pose elegante, sensual e acenando, ângulo épico e Posar foto artística, luz fraca, roupa de praia, biquini, destaquecorpo com proporções fortes, foto com uma Canon EOS R5, Lente de 35mm, f/2. 8, (8k) (foco nitído)
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The village stands as a haunting tapestry of devastation, marked by the stark aftermath of relentless ruin. Once a thriving community, it now echoes with the somber whispers of desolation. Buildings, some mere skeletal frames, bear the scars of merciless flames that consumed them, while others surrender to the weight of collapsed walls. Vacant structures, bereft of roofs, expose their interiors to the elements. Amidst the wreckage, a sense of abandonment prevails, telling a silent tale of a once-vibrant hamlet now rendered silent by the unforgiving hand of destruction.
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The village stands as a haunting tapestry of devastation, marked by the stark aftermath of relentless ruin. Once a thriving community, it now echoes with the somber whispers of desolation. Buildings, some mere skeletal frames, bear the scars of merciless flames that consumed them, while others surrender to the weight of collapsed walls. Vacant structures, bereft of roofs, expose their interiors to the elements. Amidst the wreckage, a sense of abandonment prevails, telling a silent tale of a once-vibrant hamlet now rendered silent by the unforgiving hand of destruction.
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mulher de 30 em uma cabana na praia tropical, foto artística, luz fraca, roupa estilo tropical praiana, roupa de praia, corpo com proporções fortes, foto com uma Canon EOS R5, Lente de 35mm, f/2. 8, (8k) (foco nitído)
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Au fil des saisons Les dents de l’enfant poussent Et la sève au creux de l’écorce S’élève à la cime de l’arbre. Son feuillage caresse les nuages Et ses racines s’enracinent Sur le sentier de l’éternité ; Sur les terres fertiles Aux sillons des nuages aussi haut Mûrit son doux fruit Là où, quand l’enfant dort, Le fuseau d’or en silence Tisse le paysage aperçu sous son feuillage.
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The village stands as a haunting tapestry of devastation, marked by the stark aftermath of relentless ruin. Once a thriving community, it now echoes with the somber whispers of desolation. Buildings, some mere skeletal frames, bear the scars of merciless flames that consumed them, while others surrender to the weight of collapsed walls. Vacant structures, bereft of roofs, expose their interiors to the elements. Amidst the wreckage, a sense of abandonment prevails, telling a silent tale of a once-vibrant hamlet now rendered silent by the unforgiving hand of destruction.
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hghly rioned village some buildings are completely burned out others are collapes others dont have a roof
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Le paysage défileSecouée par le ventQui effile la voile.Les vagues déchirent la mer etLes griffes de l’orage s’abattentPrès de la barque,Mais le Prince rameCorps et âmeSous les gouttes qui s’écoulent
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À l’abri sous l’arbre il chante la chute d’une pomme sur la tête du Prince endormi. La scène l’émerveille et dans le silence de son (r)éveil… la sève s’élève vers les feuilles et l’art rose comme l’abeille butine les fleurs le long de l’allée arborée. Le fruit effleure le ciel d’azur et les feuilles reflètent la teinture d’or et d’argent comme un coquillage ouvert et serti d’un soleil. Il savoure alors le nectar puisé… style:Comic Book width:896 height:1152 aspect:4:5 seed:458395901
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