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SUMMER OF 59
Picture this : one day Charlie has forgotten to do his homework so he tells everyone the class takes place 10 minutes early, he shows up dressed like Keating and starts ranting on poetry "Psychology of poetry is there to impact our young feeble minds and everything that we do influences the world and our future romances etc etc"
actually no need to picture it
Is Mr. Keating Winnie the Pooh? That’s a secret I’ll never tell.
"We are dreaming of a new day when the new day's here already. We are running from the battle when it's one that must be fought."
-Todd Anderson, Dead poets society , 1989
We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion.
-Mr. Keating from The Dead Poets Society
MIGHT DO THIS SHIT
So I have been cracking with this idea - Basically a DPS fanfic - I am not sure if I should publish it on A03 but I hope to publish a prologue within the coming weeks...
Neil : I'm trapped
Mr Keating (not an empath, absolutely not noticing that Neil is suicidal) : No you're not
steven is my sweet bean