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the only people for me
are the mad ones,
the ones who are mad to live,
mad to talk,
mad to be saved,
desirous of everything
at the same time,
the ones who never yawn
or say a commonplace thing,
but burn, burn, burn
like fabulous yellow roman candles
exploding like spiders across the stars.

From Jack Kerouac’s most famous novel “On The Road.”. Jack was one of the pioneers of the beat generation.

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