Snow-Dusted Stars
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In life, you must believe in second chances. And third, and fourth, and fifth. To lose faith in your own self is to stop truly living.
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Snow-Dusted Stars is Megan McMahon's second collection of poetry - that is to say, it is being experienced and documented at this very moment. Her first collection, 11:11, is also available.
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