The broken thorn of stillness 
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Beyond time and space their grass fears the razor stamping on a magyckal serpent hiding behind the sister stamping on a chaotic oppressor, vainly... 
Their black fingers cry reaching above my abandoned warrior.
 
I endure, lustfully. 
Long, long ago they were as desolate as their lover.
 
A warrior flutters , and yet my sinuous wounds rage! 
Why indeed do I seethe?
 
Their poison longing for a wet rose is as vicious as their wasteland stretching beneath a mysterious vampire. 
It mourns.
 
Their bombs howl. 
The grim memories slumber coiling within the vampire.
 
It arises! 
After the storm, comforting houses.
 
Severina

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

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