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    Jots & Scribbles

    By Robert Willis

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    About this ebook

    Jots & Scribbles is a collection of poems and observations from a turbulent year where the author examines his past and how it has created the way in which he experiences the world “today”. It also is an encapsulated experience, drawing a life-era to a close while pointing to a future.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherRobert Willis
    Release dateJul 26, 2018
    ISBN9780463660812
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    Jots & Scribbles
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    Robert Willis

    I live in British Columbia with my family, 3 cats and a dog. I enjoy all forms of music, pretty much all genres of books, and about 75% of the art I have seen. I love to travel and experience new places; meet new people.

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