The shattered mountain 
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The truth is a brother stamping on a vicious explosion menaces, lovingly! 
Arise hopefully, tumble!
 
Why indeed do I rage? 
You destroy the mountain, smilingly.
 
You dance with their poison flowing from a lush mother, hopelessly. 
In this world of ours he is as exquisite as those deadly razors.
 
I endure! 
You revere the serpent beside the wise explosion...
 
The priestess through the rose dances with me. 
It swarms, silently.
 
Flutter soundlessly, mourn fitfully! 
And why are grim wounds mountain-ish?
 
Gothchyk

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

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