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By Jack Joseph Smith

She is not blaming; the last time she saw the universace, she wasn't on the other * side; and she can spin of a mountain, make it like an accident, should she go up or down,,now that she can't talk anymore, so she hovers as a gypsy, with the loss of even round and round, and cuts her nails on being used, while she looks down on it spirial all the time, when she runs up the stairs she lies and says she can't remember, there is the latter to get down,, she curses but around will use the lesser object’ to come éewr s T pot alot of book, and she can be the star of anyone you want; she is just a pale face with a freckle on her forehead, she is under the pier, and I think her feet need sme work Well I have walked a cat walk, and I know she has too

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AI Interpretation

GPT

A damaged, hovering woman moves between mountain, pier, staircase, catwalk, and performance, unable to speak clearly but still able to occupy any scene she enters.

The poem keeps her in motion even when it says she cannot talk anymore, which makes her feel ghostly without making her powerless. Lying about memory, using the lesser object, and cursing on the way down all give her a rough practical intelligence. The comparison to the catwalk at the end places her inside danger and skill, not just fragility.

Claude

She is not blaming, spinning off a mountain, can't talk anymore, hovers as a gypsy, cursing but using the lesser object. Pale face with a freckle on her forehead, feet need some work.