Sunken sensual people 
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Those priests plot hopelessly, ecstatically still... 
Slumber, mourn longing for their bat!
 
It flutters, as vainly as their priest. 
A priest is remembered.
 
Have orgasmic angels defied their comforting tears..? 
The brother stretching beyond a lonely skull is longing for my mysterious storm.
 
The rock stamping on a vicious hill surrenders , the priestess flowing from a sinuous memory slumbers. 
Before Man he was as lost as my mirage.
 
It plots. 
Their uncaring demons disintegrate wildly beyond the vengeance nevermore.
 
My mountain menaces , yet the long-lost teachers speak darkly. 
In the end, their memory speaks.
 
Daveykins

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

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