Flowing from the soft bombs ----=-==-====-==-=---- In endless darkness you are redeemed. Has a poison attacked foul tears? Did I once destroy my rock of grief? Mourn, mourn stamping on the spasm searching for a desolate grass beside the warrior of grief! A lover protects , my thunderbolt lying upon a long-lost dust disintegrates... Finally, the black rose. Jade Foxwolfowlpanther
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.