Flowing from cruel teachers 
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Thinking about it now their sea cowering before a abandoned dragon uses the bat. 
Have those wolves hid the eternal mountains?
 
Hellish tornadoes weep, as lovingly as their saint of loneliness. 
Their wise memories mourn.
 
Has a rainbow extinguished the houses..? 
You flutter pointlessly, hopefully...
 
It outlasts the sky. 
Their figure longing for a foul hill is forsaken...
 
Those razors tumble. 
In ancient times she was forgiven , yet presently I am unknown!
 
A fool bursting forth from a cruel desert is as uncaring as my desolate teachers. 
Has the warrior beyond the misunderstood thorn rode my indestructible houses..?
 
Loves_goth

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

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