The summer sun cast its golden glow upon the sprawling estate, where opulence and grandeur reigned. In the midst of the lavish garden, adorned with vibrant blossoms and cascading fountains, a gathering of elegantly dressed figures indulged in idle conversations and sparkling champagne. Their laughter, tinged with a hint of melancholy, filled the air, blending seamlessly with the melody of a distant jazz band. It was a world where excess and extravagance intertwined, where each moment held the promise of unspoken desires and hidden secrets. And amidst the intoxicating allure of the soirée, I found myself caught in the whirlwind of longing and longing, for within this gilded realm, dreams were born and shattered with equal fervor, and every breath was laced with the heady scent of possibility.
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Posted: Jun 2023
About this poem:
I asked Chat GPT to write me a paragraph of prose in the style of Scott Fitzgerald, here is the result, what do you guys think? Can we compete with the machines of the future?
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Chat gpt. : 0
Painted a picture of carefree maybe's.
Thank you for sharing