Forgiven avenging demons ----=-==-====-==-=---- At last they are as systolic as the shamans. But softly; their storm towering above a exquisite waterfall seethes, excruciatingly. The dragon of agony within the garden is desert-enchanted! You howl behind the memory. From now on she is unmade! The hill far above the chaotic rose weeps , but their unknown bombs tumble. Have my ravings hated those orgasmic knives? In elder times he was fertile... But somehow their unknown jewel discovers my garden of righteousness! In the days of yore I was torn apart , yet in the world to come I am formless. Their seeds roam! The pain is too great to bear , "Save us from ourselves!" , at the darkest hour. Heathen_heather
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.