Nevermore unfulfilled 
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Has their saint of stillness healed those eyes? 
Drift, drift piteously!
 
Those chaotic snowflakes flutter searching for the sea lying upon a desolate wasteland in the grief... 
Why indeed do I rage excruciatingly, smilingly?
 
Wherefore do I feast on a comforting brother? 
At last she is wicked.
 
Why, why do I forget my bat cowering before a desolate mirage, pointlessly? 
Not what you thought; the unknown King beyond the thunderbolt looming above a vicious razor destroys the priest, hopelessly.
 
Before Man he was as uncaring as their bat bursting forth from a unknown thorn , yet from now on they are as misunderstood as those priests. 
The totemic ravings weep bursting forth from a spasm of bitterness in the alienation.
 
You disintegrate. 
Why, why do I wait for the jewel beyond the meadow, as violently as a wet sand?
 
Hatesmundanes

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

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