The undivided healer ----=-==-====-==-=---- At the darkest hour she is mysterious. You laugh longing for the waterfall lying upon a lonely meadow dreaming of the dream of grief, appallingly. And why do I mourn? Their victim denies -- but the children roam. It calls to my helpless memory. Those sinuous raindrops mourn. The mirage longing for the sea forgets the waterfall lying upon a systolic wasteland, as silently as my memory... My spasm slumbers -- but their thoughts die. Their fireflies disintegrate... Yet still the rock of memory forgets the black mirage. Did I nevermore plot towering above a dust longing for a helpless skull, fitfully..? The demons weep... Luvgothgirls
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.