"My name is Brent. I'm five on Wednesday. I write things....BIG THINGS....But I don't need paper. I use sticks and stones and the dust on the road. One day space creatures will read my letters and come visit. We will fly to a friendly galaxy where everything is white like my granny's sponge cakes........... |
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"My words are evocative. I seek communion with my audience." - Purdy. "Powerful, pristine, cleverly crafted." - Star Observer. |
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