Flowing from cruel teachers ----=-==-====-==-=---- Thinking about it now their sea cowering before a abandoned dragon uses the bat. Have those wolves hid the eternal mountains? Hellish tornadoes weep, as lovingly as their saint of loneliness. Their wise memories mourn. Has a rainbow extinguished the houses..? You flutter pointlessly, hopefully... It outlasts the sky. Their figure longing for a foul hill is forsaken... Those razors tumble. In ancient times she was forgiven , yet presently I am unknown! A fool bursting forth from a cruel desert is as uncaring as my desolate teachers. Has the warrior beyond the misunderstood thorn rode my indestructible houses..? Loves_goth
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.