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!["A sweaty-toothed madman with a stare that pounds
my brain. His hands reach out and choke me. And
all the time he's mumbling. Mumbling truth. Truth
like a blanket that always leaves your feet cold. You
push it, stretch it, it'll never be enough. You kick at
it, beat it, it'll never cover any of us. From the
moment we enter crying to the moment we leave
dying, it'll just cover your face as you wail and cry and scream."
/ Todd Anderson [Dead Poets Society]](http://cdn07.dayviews.com/34/_u1/_u7/_u7/_u7/_u6/_u1/u1777614/79789_1229987165/_A_sweaty_toothed_madman_with_a_stare_that_pounds_my_brain_His_hands_reach_out_and_choke_me_And_all.jpg)
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"A sweaty-toothed madman with a stare that pounds
my brain. His hands reach out and choke me. And
all the time he's mumbling. Mumbling truth. Truth
like a blanket that always leaves your feet cold. You
push it, stretch it, it'll never be enough. You kick at
it, beat it, it'll never cover any of us. From the
moment we enter crying to the moment we leave
dying, it'll just cover your face as you wail and cry and scream."
/ Todd Anderson [Dead Poets Society]
my brain. His hands reach out and choke me. And
all the time he's mumbling. Mumbling truth. Truth
like a blanket that always leaves your feet cold. You
push it, stretch it, it'll never be enough. You kick at
it, beat it, it'll never cover any of us. From the
moment we enter crying to the moment we leave
dying, it'll just cover your face as you wail and cry and scream."
/ Todd Anderson [Dead Poets Society]
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