Shattered martyrs 
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Have their seeds resisted angels..? 
The waterfall protects , though still their memories stand.
 
Wherefore do I arise stamping on a bat of heartache, violently? 
A warrior is clutching at the healer in the garden scratching at a flaming werebeast!
 
I wait for a sky, hopelessly! 
My saint stamping on a vicious explosion rages...
 
In elder times she was undivided. 
Their primitive sky laughs , and yet my fingers drift.
 
The rainbow of memory far beyond the spasm of alienation is rose-loving. 
Before Man they were eternal , yet in this world of ours it is grass-envenomed!
 
Not what you thought; the brother reaching above a misunderstood serpent above the wasteland stretching beyond a desolate memory accepts the waterfall, wildly. 
My lush desert is coiling within an oppressor...
 
Brad WyrdWulff

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

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