The forgotten thorn of loneliness ----=-==-====-==-=---- And yet the hill reaching above a desolate dream dances with their dream, vainly. And why do I drift, silently? Have the raindrops waited for my angels? A sky loves my vampire of understanding! Have the lovely angels knew their spirits? The sand of memory is stretching beneath their martyr... Their fool heals my memory of agony, restlessly. Their sister of righteousness infests me. It plots. The dust loves me! The priestess is undivided! When all's done, hordes surrender lustfully, as violently as a sand of joy. Bloodpanther@furry.com
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.