By Jack Joseph Smith
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AI Interpretation
Limelight, money, vanishing, nerves, and fast death combine in a poem about how public life distorts friendship and makes hard conditions look intentional.
The page feels socially bitter. The verified wording, especially `Ever time the door opens / there is more`, sees visibility and money as engines that exhaust trust rather than rewarding it.
Wicked in the limelight. Every time the door opens there is more. Those who find stones vanish from our eyes and hands. Just tired is so much of money; high strung and fast death — make true friends, and that's the way they wanted it.