Scissors
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Cutting becomes of the many things I like to do during my free time especially over the weekend. Basically, Mom realised I just like to hold on to something (be it pencil, pen, dust brush, cloth and even a pair of scissors) to complete a task. Holding on to scissors is dangerous but luckily, its just my pair of pigeon scissors which was used to cut nails during newborn days.
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Perhaps its just another fascination by looking at the paper being "separated" into 2 as I cut them apart.