(no text) oomphetuous multiformulous entities in dreamiful shattered couture in the old breathlesslibrary 'round Tuesday I smell of the earth and my dreams are made of plastic the sure sign of an insane mind the dark side of the moon is dark because it's covered in space junk
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DALL·E 3 Revised Prompt
Abstract multiform entities, draped in complex, fragmented fashion, reside in a timeless, airy library. It's Tuesday and there is an earthy scent that permeates the air. Their dreams, a mix of the real and the artificial, linger around like a visible aura. This surreal world signifies a mind untamed ...