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By Jack Joseph Smith

Tempest Don't Be Down Everyone I knew Had already proved That I had nothing to prove And I vowed I would not let vanity Further terse the place Where I had sunk But how poor is a man With children on his knee When so many tales Are behind others He never got to see Anymore, I know the tempest Is not the wind that creates distruction In the unforseen, rather, is the worlds' lethargic sight Letting slightness of pity Make for uncontrolable disasters And dowbt is not a drawing card When your mind began being to busy to play

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AI Interpretation

GPT

This alternate titled page shifts the same emotional material into a warning against collapse under tempest and pity.

Compared with 'Doubt,' this page is a little more declarative and public. It frames the same pressure as weather and mental exhaustion.

Claude

Tempest Don't Be Down. A variant of Doubt. Same refusal to prove anything, same children on the knee, same lethargic sight of the world. Doubt is not a drawing card when the mind began being too busy to play. The poem redraws the same argument with slightly lighter hands.