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Feb 6
In the stillness of the night, I sit alone,
With my iPad's glow, a world of my own.
The house is quiet, the world at rest,
But here I am, a nocturnal guest.

The screen lights up with a gentle gleam,
As I navigate through a digital dream.
Emails, notes, and tasks to complete,
In this silent hour, I find my beat.

The tap of fingers, a rhythmic sound,
In the calm of night, productivity is found.
Ideas flow in the midnight air,
With no distractions, I find my flair.

The stars outside, a distant light,
While I work away in the depth of night.
The iPad's glow, my only guide,
In this tranquil time, I take pride.

For in these hours, I find my peace,
A moment of quiet, a sweet release.
The world asleep, but I am awake,
With my iPad's glow, new poems I create.
Geof Spavins
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Geof Spavins  67/M/United Kingdom
(67/M/United Kingdom)   
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       Rick, Clay Micallef, --- and Immortality
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