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By Jack Joseph Smith

I get drunk and tell your family For the first time in my entire life I am not on a bed of stone So stop it, if your weak Get used to it It makes my face spread apart I do not have to have a mirror in order to feel it When you all are not necessarily lying But having it your way cause your used to it Or your place isn't your place And never will be; difference is knowledge Horrow now,, the other one is lying Say, I will never lie again

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AI Interpretation

GPT

The page is confrontational and domestic at once, mixing drunken truth-telling, family grievance, bodily self-awareness, and arguments about lying, habit, place, and the hard knowledge of difference.

This one feels closest to a spoken outburst. Its power comes from refusing to smooth over anger before turning that anger into judgment and a vow not to lie again.

Claude

A confrontational drunk address. Getting drunk and telling your family — not on a bed of stone for the first time. If you're weak, stop it. The closing vow — I will never lie again — leans into sorrow not penitence.