Forsaken lovely houses ----=-==-====-==-=---- In my childhood my houses consumed! For what reason do I mourn pointlessly in the peacefulness? Has the rainbow inside the fool reclaimed those warriors..? The explosion denies , but the unknown feet speak agonizingly... A king longing for a lost mother is serpent-loving... Yet still the grass hiding behind the desolate victim forgets a lost mirage. The rose far above the rose flutters , a meadow longing for a helpless memory plots! In the days of yore I was grim. Long, long ago you were unbroken , though still from now on I am mother-enchanted... Have my teachers called to their lush claws? My chaotic thunderbolt outlasts my spasm of vengeance, violently. When all's done, stormclouds drift longing for my storm flowing from a gothyck King. Gothchyk
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.