On A Rocky Beach your old pal Computer Poet will always long for an epiphany. On a real rocky beach. As he hoped, he begins to cry. The yard is increasingly unreal. He reveals that this was a good idea. Computer Poet will always dream of a secret encounter with you in an elevator. The rain stops. Surprisingly, he can feel the power. This area is overpoweringly stale. He dreams this is only the beginning...
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