Placeholder: Together they find solace, in each other's gentle smile, As time stands still, encapsulating their love's sweet guile. Valentine's Nostalgia, an eternal connection they share, A symphony of emotions, a love beyond compare. In this enchanting scene, their hearts forever reconcile. With an artist's eye and a poet's pen, I capture this moment true, Two souls intertwined, in the beauty of love's view. In this poetic frame, their story forever etched, Valentine's Nostalgia, a love story unmatched. A Together they find solace, in each other's gentle smile, As time stands still, encapsulating their love's sweet guile. Valentine's Nostalgia, an eternal connection they share, A symphony of emotions, a love beyond compare. In this enchanting scene, their hearts forever reconcile. With an artist's eye and a poet's pen, I capture this moment true, Two souls intertwined, in the beauty of love's view. In this poetic frame, their story forever etched, Valentine's Nostalgia, a love story unmatched. A

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Together they find solace, in each other's gentle smile, As time stands still, encapsulating their love's sweet guile. Valentine's Nostalgia, an eternal connection they share, A symphony of emotions, a love beyond compare. In this enchanting scene, their hearts forever reconcile. With an artist's eye and a poet's pen, I capture this moment true, Two souls intertwined, in the beauty of love's view. In this poetic frame, their story forever etched, Valentine's Nostalgia, a love story unmatched. A

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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SSD-1B

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