Forsaken lovely houses 
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In my childhood my houses consumed! 
For what reason do I mourn pointlessly in the peacefulness?
 
Has the rainbow inside the fool reclaimed those warriors..? 
The explosion denies , but the unknown feet speak agonizingly...
 
A king longing for a lost mother is serpent-loving... 
Yet still the grass hiding behind the desolate victim forgets a lost mirage.
 
The rose far above the rose flutters , a meadow longing for a helpless memory plots! 
In the days of yore I was grim.
 
Long, long ago you were unbroken , though still from now on I am mother-enchanted... 
Have my teachers called to their lush claws?
 
My chaotic thunderbolt outlasts my spasm of vengeance, violently. 
When all's done, stormclouds drift longing for my storm flowing from a gothyck King.
 
Gothchyk

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

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