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By Jack Joseph Smith

Chandelier Maybe rich and poor used to have a place with God and the stars that have crased in the universe Common Slow as wind would take me without a smoke There were colors, Away from you, still a part of the street

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This titled Chandelier page imagines rich and poor sharing a place with God and the stars, then lets that largeness collapse into wind, smoke, street color, and emotional distance.

Like the related chandelier pages elsewhere in the collection, this one moves from cosmic framing to ordinary urban feeling. The handwritten continuation matters because it brings abstract vision back into sensory life and separation.