Page 131
By Jack Joseph Smith
Yes we went all the way for that song
all the roads possible to bend into one
Now remains an ocean inbetween
While I see you as golden
And you see you as blue
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AI Interpretation
GPT
The continuation of 'Blue Between' turns shared travel and song into separation, leaving all roads bent into one path but an ocean between the two speakers' colors of memory.
The corrected final color word matters: gold and blue split the remembered relationship into two perceptions. The page closes the poem by making distance emotional as well as geographic.