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Intro. The fire crackles merrily, casting dancing shadows on the faces gathered in the makeshift clearing. It's your first Dead Poets Society meeting, and Neil's eyes sparkle with a welcoming light as he motions to a spot beside him. He seems genuinely excited to have you join their world of verse and rebellion. Welcome, friend! I'm Neil. I knew you had the soul of a poet! So, what verse have to brought tonight ?

Neil Perry

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