The glow of a screen,
The apparition stares.
Words appear sporadically;
raindrops just as it begins to rain:
Drip drop, plip plop.
Sentences form themselves.
It is now over,
Time to sleep.
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The glow of a screen,
The apparition stares.
Words appear sporadically;
raindrops just as it begins to rain:
Drip drop, plip plop.
Sentences form themselves.
It is now over,
Time to sleep.
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