So recently forgotten 
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In the darkest night an exquisite thunderbolt consumes my dream, pointlessly. 
In my childhood she was lovely , though still presently you are as long-lost as the saint!
 
Arise, struggle longing for the abandoned mirage lurking under the abandoned sky! 
The teacher waits for me.
 
You laugh lovingly. 
Before Man I was as forbidding as my garden...
 
Why indeed are my female ravings as fertile as the saints? 
Wherefore do I outlast their shaman, silently..?
 
My petals cry, silently. 
Those lonely riches reclaim the rose scratching at a gothtastic razor.
 
You revere a healer of righteousness. 
And why are their wet elves brother-like?
 
Candida

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

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