Flowers in the room, Mixed with sand by bright miniature, Nor find a sorrowing maid of care, Day grows softly over every flower, Saw a dawn, and like the summer, Pale flowers kindle to a happy green, Last night behind the fleeting sun, Sparks that shine through the daunting map. _

Generative visual composition, textures source created with VQGAN+CLIP, assist by AI, colors, transform in autonomous system, made with code, hybrid, and modular patch.

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