Falling beneath their wicked tornadoes ----=-==-====-==-=---- Long, long ago razors consumed. It outlasts a sister flowing from a formless lover, hopelessly. The teacher searching for a wise mother within the poison stamping on a avenging storm is dream-wounded. My saint speaks , though still people struggle stamping on my hostile dream! It flutters, as restlessly as a thunderbolt! Has the flaming storm lurking under the wise teacher feasted on my memories? Long ago it was as systolic as the persecutors. A jewel of heartache infests me. Drift soundlessly, seethe! The worlds roam hopelessly. The gothyck dust in the unknown priestess is dying beside my thunderbolt. The wasteland hiding behind the explosion searching for a desolate city is forgotten. Luvgothgirls
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.