So recently forgotten ----=-==-====-==-=---- 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.