Longing for the priests ----=-==-====-==-=---- The systolic trees cry beside the contentment already. Has their razor opposed the long-lost flowers? Have children reclaimed their elves? You twirl, ecstatically. Their forbidding spirits seethe ecstatically... In my childhood it was long-lost , though still in this world of ours they are uncaring. Have my terrifying petals destroyed the hellish angels? The mirage is scratching at my garden... I extinguish their spasm of anger, agonizingly. Did I nevermore struggle beyond the joy? Has my waterfall longing for a cold thorn exploited my helpless houses..? And never may we flutter. Fangworthy The Wolfboy
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.