Waking up is cold,
bitter,
wrong.
Living is unsure,
scary,
flawed.
Sleeping is tiring,
unpleasant,
alone.
I've landed a world away,
and I want to go home.
-M.M.
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11:11
PoetryA collection of poetry about life through young eyes. Because sometimes you just have to cross your fingers, close your eyes, and make a wish. --- "11:11" is Megan McMahon's first completed poetry collection containing 36 pieces. Take a trip into he...
