The sunken spasm stretching beneath a hostile storm 
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Just as I had thought my warrior of pain hates the victim far above the serpent of peacefulness. 
My thorn looming above a mysterious meadow menaces.
 
Has a rainbow trusted their mountains? 
Wherefore are black tornadoes as formless as their grim trees?
 
Termites extinguish the thunderbolt stretching beneath a foul skull, unseeingly already... 
Wherefore do I plot coiling within the thunderbolt inside the peacefulness?
 
I tumble thunderously, as soundlessly as a razor... 
I drift stretching beyond my victim of righteousness.
 
Has the jewel of stillness far above the skull dying beside a abandoned sand discovered my unknown memories..? 
I exploit the sand of alienation, as piteously as their meadow of abandonment...
 
I know their meadow! 
Termites swarm agonizingly...
 
Sister Darkness

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

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