Placeholder: he reoccurances appear in the form of dreams, flashbacks, thoughts and images. It is also described as "a kind of psychological numbness with an accompanying lessening of feeling of involvement in the world around one." Hypervigilence and an exaggerated startle response. he reoccurances appear in the form of dreams, flashbacks, thoughts and images. It is also described as "a kind of psychological numbness with an accompanying lessening of feeling of involvement in the world around one." Hypervigilence and an exaggerated startle response.

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he reoccurances appear in the form of dreams, flashbacks, thoughts and images. It is also described as "a kind of psychological numbness with an accompanying lessening of feeling of involvement in the world around one." Hypervigilence and an exaggerated startle response.

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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