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I was enrolled...
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but I didn't go to classes.
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I just didn't feel like it.
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We were singing and playing all night.
Sleeping most of, you know, the morning.
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I didn't really have any time for studying.
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"Praised be man
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"He is existing in milk, and living in lilies
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"And his violin music
takes place in milk and creamy emptiness
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"Praised be the unfolded inside petal
flesh of tend'rest thought
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"Praised be delusion; the ripple
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"Praised be the Holy Ocean of Eternity
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"Praised be I, writing,
dead already, and dead again"
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I fell into that atmosphere
of everything Kerouac was saying...
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about the world being completely mad.
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And the only people for him
that were interesting...
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were the mad people, the mad ones,
the ones who were, you know, mad to live...
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and mad to talk, mad to be saved,
desirous of everything at the same time...
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the ones who never yawn,
all those mad ones.
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And I felt like I fit right into that bunch.