In the first circle, Limbo's realm
Virtuous pagans overwhelmed
Unbaptized souls, forever dwell
In a place that's not quite Hell
Limbo, the edge of the abyss
No suffering, yet no true bliss
Yearning for a higher state
But forever bound by fate
Philosophers and poets reside
In a castle, dignified
Green fields, yet a sorrow lingers
For the God they cannot find
So close to Heaven, yet so far
No escape, no guiding star
In Limbo's grasp, they must remain
Never to see God's domain
The first circle, a solemn place
For those who lived without God's grace
In Limbo, they forever stay
So close to Heaven, yet worlds away
Let Artificial Intelligence Destroy. Me, Suno, and Claude.
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23 июн 2024
