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❛ To somebody new within my heart. I know will never start to smile again until I smile at you. ❜
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DEAD POETS SOCIETY chapter eighteen
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ITWAS THE night before Neil's show and just before dinner as all the boys rushed through the halls to get to the dining hall. John sat quietly at his desk, not needing to attend a dinner that evening since it was his free night. Eliza sat in a small chair in the corner of the room, her legs pulled up to her chest as she spent the night with her Uncle helping him grade papers and tell stories of their time in London. Both of them hoped they could make a trip over the break to see his wife.
