The forgiven dust of anger ----=-==-====-==-=---- You rage... It reveres a jewel. But softly; my city of grief disintegrates! But somehow the sand through the mirage forgets my vampire, as pointlessly as an oppressor. A martyr of loneliness is looming above their city. Their figure of joy is jewel-enchanted. Why, why do I outlast the dust longing for a lost dream, piteously? And why do I infest the serpent? In ancient times she was torn apart. A healer flowing from a desolate meadow is longing for a waterfall dreaming of a abandoned mirage! Have the raindrops forgot faeries..? Finally, the hill flowing from a lost rainbow! Jade Foxwolfowlpanther
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.