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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, desirious of everything
at the same times, the one who never yawn,
or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn,
burn, like like fabulous yellow roman candles
exploding like spiders across the stars
and in the middle you see the blue centerlight
pop and everybody goes Aww!

// Jack Kerouac