dingledodies

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"They rushed down the street together,
digging everything in the early way they had,

which later became so much sadder and
perceptive and blank.

But then they danced down the streets like dingledodies, and I
shambled after as I've been doing all my life after people who interest me, 

because 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 

and in the middle you see the blue centerlight
pop and everybody goes 'Awww!"

Trecho de On the road 

 livro de Jack Kerouac

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