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By Jack Joseph Smith

During the first snap of your ladies thread ag You immagination did not disappear We are cowboys don't you see walking away At the end coming back to hurt you I did not beay my,lose kids 9 I am a stream, and I have seen how smooth, n the rocks have been, cleaGé, never shattered by time Alone with a hair cut, difteult to be locked up We dont kiss awhite man’s ass; get it, that's what it is albought%; or rather shpujd be

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AI Interpretation

GPT

The page revisits the snapped-thread motif but pushes it into a cowboy register of return, hurt, and disappearance.

The repetition from the earlier page makes this feel like variation rather than simple continuation. Cowboys and hurt give the lyric a more public, masculine edge while keeping the same anxiety about imagination failing.

Claude

A reworking of the opening of page 12 that pivots to the political: 'We dont kiss a white man's ass; / get it, that's what it is albought' — the author's 'albought' spelling preserved.