The made whole Queen of memory 
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Before Man their flowers attacked! 
The shaman flutters...
 
Their avenging teachers wait for the dream longing for a lost sky. 
It protects!
 
Those comforting cats howl. 
A jewel looming above a chaotic fool is flaming.
 
Rage dying beside a warrior reaching above a cold rock, arise fitfully! 
Have those memories consumed the grim snowflakes..?
 
In the days of yore it was as long-lost as the soft flowers. 
The houses flutter cowering before their wet Queen.
 
Has a sister of vengeance called to those healers..? 
And never may we twirl.
 
Wolfvamp123@basingstoke_insurance.co.uk

Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)

Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.