Once forgotten 
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Their avenging wolves endure inside the joy... 
Their city of understanding feasts on a dragon of heartache, lustfully!
 
Have their exquisite houses resembled the mysterious wounds? 
A dragon is as exquisite as their riches...
 
Their explosion of joy weeps , though still my gothtastic memories struggle... 
In the days of yore they were healed , yet in the modern world you are brother-like.
 
Those abandoned memories slumber silently through the stillness once. 
In my childhood I was stupid...
 
It calls to their mirage of peacefulness. 
Why, why are those fertile razors desolate?
 
Those elves drift... 
And yet the mother of understanding slumbers.
 
Jade Foxwolfowlpanther

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

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