In radiant realms of loveās pure sanctity, she stands, a vision of perfection, untamed. Her laughter, a mellifluous symphony, echoes within my heart, unashamed. Her eyes, they betray vast galaxies of dreams, whilst her smile paints the sunrise in my mind. Enchantress, she gathers light in soft streams, leaving shadows of doubt far behind. Radiating warmth like a sun-kissed morn, her spirit sings tales to the starry skies. Amid the thorns of life, she's my rose un-thorned, her perfection, a truth light-hearted and wise. Yet, words seem meager tools of reflection, for she transcends my every thought's affection.
This story was generated by user flagg with assistance by one of OpenAIās large-scale language-generation model; prompts used to help generate the story are shown below.
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Prompt: Write me a 100 word summary on how much I think my gf is perfect
Response: In radiant realms of loveās pure sanctity, she stands, a vision of perfection, untamed. Her laughter, a mellifluous symphony, echoes within my heart, unashamed. Her eyes, they betray vast galaxies of dreams, whilst her smile paints the sunrise in my mind. Enchantress, she gathers light in soft streams, leaving shadows of doubt far behind. Radiating warmth like a sun-kissed morn, her spirit sings tales to the starry skies. Amid the thorns of life, she's my rose un-thorned, her perfection, a truth light-hearted and wise. Yet, words seem meager tools of reflection, for she transcends my every thought's affection.
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