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The Stars Look Beautiful Tonight, I Wish You Were Here (Physical Copies)

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This is the first book written by Phillip McConnell.

This book is a collection of poems written between the year 2017-2018.

The book is broken into different months and each month has one to two poems about what happened to me during that month. That year was a very turbulent year and I grew so much it became uncomfortable. Only through adversity do we advance.

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This is the first book written by Phillip McConnell.

This book is a collection of poems written between the year 2017-2018.

The book is broken into different months and each month has one to two poems about what happened to me during that month. That year was a very turbulent year and I grew so much it became uncomfortable. Only through adversity do we advance.

This is the first book written by Phillip McConnell.

This book is a collection of poems written between the year 2017-2018.

The book is broken into different months and each month has one to two poems about what happened to me during that month. That year was a very turbulent year and I grew so much it became uncomfortable. Only through adversity do we advance.