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    Survive the Season
    Survive the Season
    Survive the Season
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    Survive the Season

    By De'Juan McDuell

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    Every trying time in life has a season. Surviving the Season is a collection of poems that reminds readers of the universal struggles we all face and the resilience of the human soul. The words are expressive, painful, elusive, and uplifting and leave you wanting more. Open your heart and mind to life as represented by loss and love.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherDe'Juan McDuell
    Release dateNov 6, 2021
    ISBN9798201084738
    Survive the Season
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    De'Juan McDuell

    De'Juan McDuell is a poet, writer, and the author of the poetry collection, Survive the Season. De'Juan is a lifelong writer and has continually sharpened his focus on the details of his subjects in his poetry. When he's not busy bending meaning, twisting words, and turning phrases, De'Juan enjoys going on adventures with his wife and daughter.

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