Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life.
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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 roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue center light pop and everyone goes 'Awww'
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