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codargilv

statue, doubles, twins, entangled fingers, Worst Quality, ugly, ugly face, watermarks, undetailed, unrealistic, double limbs, worst hands, worst body, Disfigured, double, twin, dialog, book, multiple fingers, deformed, deformity, ugliness, poorly drawn face, extra_limb, extra limbs, bad hands, wrong hands, poorly drawn hands, messy drawing, cropped head, bad anatomy, lowres, extra digit, fewer digit, worst quality, low quality, jpeg artifacts, watermark, missing fingers, cropped, poorly drawn

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From this valley they say we are going but don't hasten to bid us adieu even though we lost the battle at Jarama we'll set this valley free before we're through.
From this valley they say we are going but don't hasten to bid us adieu even though we lost the battle at Jarama we'll set this valley free before we're through.
אָכְל֬וּ וַיִּֽשְׁתַּחֲו֨וּ ׀ כׇּֽל־דִּשְׁנֵי־אֶ֗רֶץ לְפָנָ֣יו יִ֭כְרְעוּ כׇּל־יוֹרְדֵ֣י עָפָ֑ר וְ֝נַפְשׁ֗וֹ לֹ֣א חִיָּֽה׃‎
Searching for a destiny that's mine There's another place, another time Touching many hearts along the way, yeah Hoping that I'll never have to say It's just an illusion
אָכְל֬וּ וַיִּֽשְׁתַּחֲו֨וּ ׀ כׇּֽל־דִּשְׁנֵי־אֶ֗רֶץ לְפָנָ֣יו יִ֭כְרְעוּ כׇּל־יוֹרְדֵ֣י עָפָ֑ר וְ֝נַפְשׁ֗וֹ לֹ֣א חִיָּֽה׃‎
Україно, земле безмежних полів і золотого жита, Твоя душа живе в піснях, що вітер розносить по світу. Ти — батьківщина сильних і гордих, що борються без страху, Твоє серце б’ється голосно, як ріка, вільна від кайданів. Твоя культура — мов небо, де зорі співають вночі, Твоя мова — це музика, ніжна, як весняні дощі. У кожній пісні, у кожному слові живе твій вільний дух, Україно, ти — світло на сході, і сила, що не згасне у муках.
une certaine idée de la France
[Renaissance, a Sir, a pond] Who was I? Where was I?… The landscape was totally unknown to me, even my body was unfamiliar. What forces brought me here? I searched my mind for memories… There was something there, but it was too clouded… A name… I scanned the horizon. A distant structure rose out of the mists. As evening approached I came upon an enigmatic oasis with a fountain.
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On a Lost World by Stephen Fabian
You had no?
As Scarlett "Silver Spurs" Morgan descended from the bluff, her boots kicked up small clouds of dust, leaving behind faint imprints on the well-worn trail. The path led her to a serene lake nestled within the heart of the Western landscape, its still waters mirroring the rugged beauty that surrounded it. The lake stretched out before her, its surface rippling gently in the soft breeze. The water, a rich shade of cobalt blue, sparkled like a precious gem in the fading light. A lone wooden dock ex

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