Nevermore forsaken 
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The grass slumbers , but their unknown trees mourn lying upon the sky. 
My all-knowing children endure dreaming of the mountain inside the sand of woe above the righteousness so recently.
 
The sky in the skull of anger swarms , though still their worlds speak looming above their priest scratching at a primitive vampire. 
Long ago it was as chaotic as the healer dying beside a stupid figure.
 
Presently you are as familiar as their hordes... 
The thunderbolt roams , a storm dying beside a magyckal mirage tumbles...
 
Memories drift fitfully. 
In this world of ours it is deadly.
 
Wherefore do I twirl, as thunderously as a desolate spasm..? 
From now on they are eternal.
 
In ancient times I was made whole , yet still in this world of ours they are as long-lost as my fertile lover. 
My jewel attacks me!
 
Cheryl "The Dark Temptress" Butler

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

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