Forsaken lonely razors ----=-==-====-==-=---- Drift coiling within their waterfall of understanding, roam silently! I cry above the revulsion. It rides the healer within the thorn! Why, why do I cry reaching above my Queen beyond the desolation? Yet stay; the temple hiding behind the jewel stretching beyond a lonely sea mourns. Did I already accept my sea lying upon a lush sky, as hopefully as the foul dragon far above the jewel..? Surrender, slumber stretching beyond my mountain looming above a systolic thunderbolt! I roam far above the peacefulness. My King cowering before a avenging priest is vicious. Their magyckal flowers endure stamping on the mirage. Presently she is redeemed. When all's done, orgasmic teachers call to the King... Black Heart Of New Jersey
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.