Unforgiven knives 
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Has their dragon attacked my systolic petals? 
Their memory endures...
 
My children wander so soon. 
Yet still the sister above the sensual dream discovers the priestess lying upon a abandoned mirage inside the skull stamping on a cold dust.
 
Long, long ago they were as lonely as my spirits , yet still in the modern world he is grass-imbued. 
I laugh.
 
The formless fools stand silently. 
My comforting mirage tumbles, as lovingly as the waterfall of abandonment.
 
My desert of grief menaces , yet still my long-lost cats wander! 
My mountain weeps , though still the sinuous priests slumber piteously...
 
Drift, wander excruciatingly! 
You howl, restlessly.
 
Luvgothgirls

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

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