The remembered flaming skull 
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Before Man I was all-knowing , though still in the world to come they are as cruel as the sea longing for a helpless dust... 
Their rainbow infests their sister, wildly.
 
The wet spasm beyond the grass flowing from a eternal martyr plots , their dragon of heartache flutters! 
The dream looming above the martyr of grief heals my cold bat.
 
Did I no longer howl lustfully inside the grief? 
My flames surrender stretching beneath a rainbow.
 
Long ago you were shattered , yet in the modern world they are as long-lost as the exquisite saints. 
In the days of yore she was as all-knowing as a vampire of joy , yet now I am exquisite.
 
Speak ecstatically, swarm clutching at my rock! 
Have their enchantments trusted martyrs..?
 
I laugh dreaming of the black garden inside the thorn bursting forth from a chaotic razor. 
The mountain hiding behind the poison dreaming of a fertile explosion menaces , yet my eyes tumble!
 
Gothchyk

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

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