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A low-angle full shot of a young, thin woman with dark hair pulled back from her face, kneeling on an outdoor swing in a forest. She is wearing a black bra and black thong underwear. Her hands are up to her neck and she is looking down with a sad expression. She has light brown skin. The chain links of the swing are made of rustic iron, and at the top of each chain is a small skull. The swing seat itself is a natural, rustic piece of wood. The depth of field is very shallow, with the background, a dark green bokeh of trees and underbrush, out of focus.
