I can’t seem to help doodling. Sometimes the doodles even turn into drawings of recognizable things. This doodle turned into my cat, Mojo. I found it in an old notebook.
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You only have to spend an afternoon with a child to realise that most of them, without even trying, are poets. . . . They put words together in funny ways.
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