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Prompt
A phoenix in mid-burnout, wings shattered into origami folds, its body unraveling in stitched-together cloth and charred linework, flickering between despair and rebirth; its feathers a swirling chaos of black ash and luminous rose gold. Like a folk myth redrawn by a grief-stricken futurist in ink and fire.
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