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ClosetPoe
Clinton, Connecticut
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Poetry
Write the Right Thing
By ClosetPoe BRONZE
Clinton, Connecticut
ClosetPoe BRONZE, Clinton, Connecticut
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The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones 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 centerlight pop and everybody goes 'Awww!"
— Jack Kerouac

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Poetry
Comes Close
By ClosetPoe BRONZE
Clinton, Connecticut
ClosetPoe BRONZE, Clinton, Connecticut
4 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones 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 centerlight pop and everybody goes 'Awww!"
— Jack Kerouac

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Poetry
Your Sunset Is
By ClosetPoe BRONZE
Clinton, Connecticut
ClosetPoe BRONZE, Clinton, Connecticut
4 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones 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 centerlight pop and everybody goes 'Awww!"
— Jack Kerouac

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Poetry
Torments from a Cask of Wine
By ClosetPoe BRONZE
Clinton, Connecticut
ClosetPoe BRONZE, Clinton, Connecticut
4 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones 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 centerlight pop and everybody goes 'Awww!"
— Jack Kerouac

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