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    I know that I hung on a windy tree nine long nights, wounded with a spear, dedicated to Odin, myself to myself, on that tree of which no man knows from where its roots run. <lora:Sinozick:1> <lora:add- detail- xl:3>

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    Broken windows and empty hallways A pale dead moon in the sky streaked with gray Human kindness is overflowing And I think it's going to rain today Scarecrows dressed in the latest styles With frozen smiles to chase love away Human kindness is overflowing And I think it's going to rain today Lonely, lonely Tin can at my feet Think I'll kick it down the street That's the way to treat a friend Bright before me the signs implore me To help the needy and show them the way Human kindness is overflowing And I think it's going to rain today
    Could be moon dew falling from your eyes Most beloved tears climbing up the skies And you lay awake, alone in the dark And you cry night after night, chain your heart You're just running from the love I bring Hiding from the very thing I know you want I know you need my love <lora:detailed_notrigger:1> ziprealism
    Broken windows and empty hallways A pale dead moon in the sky streaked with gray Human kindness is overflowing And I think it's going to rain today Scarecrows dressed in the latest styles With frozen smiles to chase love away Human kindness is overflowing And I think it's going to rain today Lonely, lonely Tin can at my feet Think I'll kick it down the street That's the way to treat a friend Bright before me the signs implore me To help the needy and show them the way Human kindness is overflowing And I think it's going to rain today
    Could be moon dew falling from your eyes Most beloved tears climbing up the skies And you lay awake, alone in the dark And you cry night after night, chain your heart You're just running from the love I bring Hiding from the very thing I know you want I know you need my love <lora:detailed_notrigger:1> ziprealism
    Could be moon dew falling from your eyes Most beloved tears climbing up the skies And you lay awake, alone in the dark And you cry night after night, chain your heart You're just running from the love I bring Hiding from the very thing I know you want I know you need my love <lora:detailed_notrigger:1> ziprealism
    I know that I hung on a windy tree nine long nights, wounded with a spear, dedicated to Odin, myself to myself, on that tree of which no man knows from where its roots run. <lora:Sinozick:1> <lora:add-detail-xl:3>
    I know that I hung on a windy tree nine long nights, wounded with a spear, dedicated to Odin, myself to myself, on that tree of which no man knows from where its roots run. <lora:Sinozick:1> <lora:add-detail-xl:3>
    I know that I hung on a windy tree nine long nights, wounded with a spear, dedicated to Odin, myself to myself, on that tree of which no man knows from where its roots run. <lora:Sinozick:1> <lora:add-detail-xl:3>
    Broken windows and empty hallways A pale dead moon in the sky streaked with gray Human kindness is overflowing And I think it's going to rain today Scarecrows dressed in the latest styles With frozen smiles to chase love away Human kindness is overflowing And I think it's going to rain today Lonely, lonely Tin can at my feet Think I'll kick it down the street That's the way to treat a friend Bright before me the signs implore me To help the needy and show them the way Human kindness is overflowing And I think it's going to rain today
    I know that I hung on a windy tree nine long nights, wounded with a spear, dedicated to Odin, myself to myself, on that tree of which no man knows from where its roots run. <lora:Sinozick:1> <lora:add-detail-xl:3>
    Could be moon dew falling from your eyes Most beloved tears climbing up the skies And you lay awake, alone in the dark And you cry night after night, chain your heart You're just running from the love I bring Hiding from the very thing I know you want I know you need my love <lora:detailed_notrigger:1> ziprealism
    Could be moon dew falling from your eyes Most beloved tears climbing up the skies And you lay awake, alone in the dark And you cry night after night, chain your heart You're just running from the love I bring Hiding from the very thing I know you want I know you need my love <lora:detailed_notrigger:1> ziprealism
    I know that I hung on a windy tree nine long nights, wounded with a spear, dedicated to Odin, myself to myself, on that tree of which no man knows from where its roots run. <lora:Sinozick:1> <lora:add-detail-xl:3>
    I know that I hung on a windy tree nine long nights, wounded with a spear, dedicated to Odin, myself to myself, on that tree of which no man knows from where its roots run. <lora:Sinozick:1> <lora:add-detail-xl:3>
    I know that I hung on a windy tree nine long nights, wounded with a spear, dedicated to Odin, myself to myself, on that tree of which no man knows from where its roots run. <lora:Sinozick:1> <lora:add-detail-xl:3>
    I know that I hung on a windy tree nine long nights, wounded with a spear, dedicated to Odin, myself to myself, on that tree of which no man knows from where its roots run. <lora:Sinozick:1> <lora:add-detail-xl:3>
    I know that I hung on a windy tree nine long nights, wounded with a spear, dedicated to Odin, myself to myself, on that tree of which no man knows from where its roots run. <lora:Sinozick:1> <lora:add-detail-xl:3>
    I know that I hung on a windy tree nine long nights, wounded with a spear, dedicated to Odin, myself to myself, on that tree of which no man knows from where its roots run. <lora:Sinozick:1> <lora:add-detail-xl:3>
    I know that I hung on a windy tree nine long nights, wounded with a spear, dedicated to Odin, myself to myself, on that tree of which no man knows from where its roots run. <lora:Sinozick:1> <lora:add-detail-xl:3>
    I know that I hung on a windy tree nine long nights, wounded with a spear, dedicated to Odin, myself to myself, on that tree of which no man knows from where its roots run. <lora:Sinozick:1> <lora:add-detail-xl:3>
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