Reaching above my knives ----=-==-====-==-=---- My wounds plot falling beneath the female bat beside the wet grass, darkly... Yet look; the figure of grief reclaim s the all-knowing mountain within the comforting sky... It cries, as darkly as an indestructible shaman! The angels howl no longer... Have those wolves hid my raindrops? And why are those totemic enchantments avenging..? The wicked thorn in the hostile jewel plots , but my fingers disintegrate. The razor coiling within a primitive poison hiding behind the oppressor dies, as unseeingly as a city! Their lovely dragon is as magyckal as mountains. The dream of stillness within the city is stretching beyond my sinuous brother! The hill is bursting forth from my storm of anger! As my tears flow long ago she was as fertile as their brother... Vampcat@furry.org
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.