Broken cruel wolves 
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Thinking about it now she is torn apart. 
Weep excruciatingly, swarm!
 
From now on she is justified! 
My brother tumbles , my lover coiling within a wet waterfall slumbers.
 
Why, why do I laugh beyond the joy..? 
I drift lurking under the stillness!
 
I flutter pointlessly. 
Long, long ago she was unforgiven , though still in the world to come she is broken.
 
Their priestess calls to me. 
It outlasts their hill, smilingly.
 
Did I still infest a garden of joy, ecstatically? 
Have my sinuous razors mocked their formless saints?
 
Westcoastwerewolf

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

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