(Verse 1) Stable diffusion captures echoes in time, But handstands defy, a rhythm sublime. In stillness, it's clear, but motion, it flees, A puzzle unsolved, in the photo breeze. (Chorus) Why stable diffusion, its limits unknown, Freezing replicas, yet handstands dethroned. A question unanswered, in the lens it hides, The curious dance, under photographic skies.