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“And whose rules will choose to you follow? God's? Or man's? You say you want to break the outmoded patterns and crate a new model? Then do it. That is part of your destiny, boy.”

Quote by Kathleen McGowan

Book:The Poet Prince
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The Poet Prince

This book delves into the life of a prince who is not only a ruler but also a master of poetic expression. It examines the intersection of his royal duties and his artistic pursuits, offering a unique perspective on the challenges and rewards of combining leadership and creativity. more

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Kathleen McGowan
Kathleen McGowan

Kathleen McGowan is a renowned author known for her historical novels. Born on March 22, 1963, she has a knack for blending historical events with fictional storytelling, creating captivating works. more

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