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  A person made of deep blue water sits on a park bench during sunset

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  A person made of aged, yellowed paper stands in the rain at a train station

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  A paper-bodied figure stands in a library, frantically flipping through the loose pages that fall from their own chest

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  A mist-like figure sprints through the station, stretching an arm towards the closing train doors

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  A humanoid figure made of fine ash sits on a park bench at dawn. A slight breeze causes parts of their body to lift and scatter, dissolving into the air

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  A figure made of dark, flowing water stands in an alley, staring at someone holding their hand

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  A translucent mist figure walking through empty streets at midnight, their form blending with the cool night air, dissolving under flickering streetlights

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  A vaporous being sitting at a cluttered office desk, their mist-like fingers trying to type but dispersing slightly into the keyboard, thoughts leaking as thin trails of fog curling around the papers

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  A mist-like figure walking through a bustling city street, merging seamlessly with pollution and steam rising from subway grates, barely distinguishable from the urban haze surrounding them

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  A mist-like figure sitting on a crowded bus, their body gently swirling and shifting with every jolt, faint tendrils of vapor left behind on the seat as they exit, like a ghostly afterimage

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  A lone mist figure in an apartment, trapped in their own swirling vapor, endless loops of their own thoughts forming in the air like ghostly echoes of past conversations and regrets

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  A ghostly, mist-like figure emerging from bed, their body slowly condensing into a humanoid form as morning light filters through the window, soft wisps still trailing from their limbs

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  A foggy humanoid at a party, their form flickering between solid and barely-there as they interact, tendrils of mist pulling away each time they hesitate, their body unraveling with every awkward pause

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  A fog-like humanoid slumped on a couch in a dark room, their body softly glowing and distorting, blending into the flickering TV light as their attention drifts deeper into the screen’s hypnotic pull

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  A figure of mist lying in bed, their body breaking apart into soft drifting tendrils, disappearing entirely into the shadows of the dark room, leaving no trace behind except a whisper of vapor

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  A figure made of drifting smoke, squeezed between solid people on a subway, their form dissipating slightly with every bump and movement, vanishing into the metal bars they grip for balance

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  A figure made of drifting mist slowly pulling themselves together in a bedroom, their form condensing from scattered wisps into something vaguely humanoid as sunlight streams through the window

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  An iridescent office worker staring into their coffee cup, their face reflecting back in shifting rainbow waves, expression lost in deep thought, warm morning light filtering through the blinds

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  A tired, shimmering person stepping outside during lunch, standing under sunlight, their form momentarily bursting into brilliant refractions before dulling again as they return indoors

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  An office worker with a glass-like body sitting on a park bench, their reflection subtly warping with every deep breath, city skyline in the background

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  An iridescent office worker typing on a keyboard, their fingers fading into light trails, their glow dimming slightly under artificial office lighting

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  A sand figure with a casual dress with dissolving particles flowing from the inside, standing on a bus stop

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  A sand man drinking at a bar, every sip slightly breaking his form, tiny dust particles floating under neon lights, moody and melancholic setting

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  A sand figure walking home late at night, leaving a faint trail of dust in the dimly lit streets, exhausted and crumbling with each step, noir aesthetic

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  A sand figure smoking on a balcony at midnight, their fingers crumbling slightly with each drag, city lights in the background, introspective tone