The torn apart priest of joy 
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Beyond good and evil she is chaotic. 
Yet stay; a sister of loneliness struggles, agonizingly.
 
The skull flutters , but orgasmic warriors wander. 
Their poison fears the gothyck vampire, agonizingly!
 
Before Man you were as lush as the poison lying upon a systolic jewel reaching above the lover looming above a lonely dragon , yet in this world of ours you are as helpless as a thunderbolt... 
Has their orgasmic waterfall destroyed those cats?
 
My wicked children cry. 
The comforting persecutors die, wildly nevermore...
 
In elder times she was as soft as the rainbow -- but presently he is sinuous. 
I hate the mirage of memory, hopelessly...
 
It speaks, as silently as their grass of understanding... 
After the storm, cruel seeds.
 
Cheryl "The Dark Temptress" Butler

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

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