I have seen the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness. I have seen death. I have seen it in the eyes. It's not as everyone thinks it is. It is how everyone imagines it. I like crazy people, they are sincere and straightforward, but they lost the ability to imagine and that's why they became crazy. Anyone who loses the ability to imagine becomes crazy. Reality is a horrible death that repeats itself day after day. A place that has no paths or shortcuts. In the mind one creates the paths as one goes along and always arrives at the destination.And there death is just a sweet melody.
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General Fiction"Debbie Harry and Kurt Cobain; Luca Prodan; a city that burns; a freckled girl who leaves; a war on a mysterious island and a cursed writer are the flashes that run through the mind of a teenager who suffered a motorcycle accident."
