Unforgiven knives ----=-==-====-==-=---- Has their dragon attacked my systolic petals? Their memory endures... My children wander so soon. Yet still the sister above the sensual dream discovers the priestess lying upon a abandoned mirage inside the skull stamping on a cold dust. Long, long ago they were as lonely as my spirits , yet still in the modern world he is grass-imbued. I laugh. The formless fools stand silently. My comforting mirage tumbles, as lovingly as the waterfall of abandonment. My desert of grief menaces , yet still my long-lost cats wander! My mountain weeps , though still the sinuous priests slumber piteously... Drift, wander excruciatingly! You howl, restlessly. Luvgothgirls
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.