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Silhouette style dramatic lighting, My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness,— That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease. <lora:add-detail-xl:2> <lora:xl_more_art-full_v1:0.4> <lora:Cute_Drawing:0.3> . High contrast, minimalistic, black and white, stark, dramatic