He cried, he cried, and he cried ...
...rained 40 nights ...
Played lots of chess ...
...made lots of friends .
And he wept every time it would rain
(From Loudon Wainwrigth III "The man who couldn't cry")
This is not a dream, not a dream
We are using your brain's electrical system as a receiver
We are unable to transmit through your conscious neural interference
You are receiving this broadcast as a dream
We are transmitting from the year 1-9-...
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