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By Jack Joseph Smith

Not on your like When we went down To marry Think of that sound The tainis nice We don't know any better The rain is as niersas the sea To have sonething, and here it comes, the rain again Least importany is the slau.hter We hang them up long as we can I went what when I f ell in love Years of understanding moments og time Polished and glisened Slow and caycious iy goes My love, I would do what I was told to do It’s not passive; you got to know that it dosen't believe in you or you would never brand it

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AI Interpretation

GPT

This page is spare and chantlike, reducing movement, marriage, and sound to a handful of unstable lines.

Its fragmentary quality feels deliberate. Rather than explain itself, the poem leaves behind a few ceremonial gestures and lets their broken arrangement carry the mood.

Claude

A marriage-in-the-rain page with typos that matter ('slau.hter', 'tainis nice', 'og time', 'caycious'), closing on a beloved 'it dosen't believe in you or you would never brand it.'