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By Jack Joseph Smith

Also Rar Lighting would not strick if it rained Her the finest of brown Me old and falling down There is a look among us that jars deep canyons In a moment I let youth lose its differance She was so smooth as to be the same Her skin matched mine Distant as a dream, So much young of Though she could not know How much I am Cherockee Stardust to Sun, no love in the jungle Old has let me say that rough though it is not my immigration to the extreame is not a good idea

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AI Interpretation

GPT

'Also Rar' ties lightning, brown skin, age, Cherokee identity, stardust, jungle, and immigration into a rough mixed-inheritance love lyric.

The scan-corrected page keeps attraction and ancestry entangled. Its handwritten immigration line makes the warning against the extreme feel personal rather than abstract.

Claude

''''Also Rar' -- the age/race crossing compressed: lightning wouldn't strike if it rained, deep canyons jar, 'How much I am Cherockee' surfaces as the author's idiosyncratic spelling of his own heritage.'''