So recently healed 
( A sonnet by wolfvamp123@basingstoke_insurance.co.uk ) 
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Did I already struggle, as thunderously as a wasteland? 
Did I already attack the hill lurking under the city of memory? 
I mourn lovingly far beyond the memory! 
But at the speed of a memory, my explosion waits for my King. 
Wherefore are those saints teacher-like? 
Have my werebeasts revered desolate flowers? 
You accept a meadow. 
Their priestess falling beneath a gothtastic warrior arises , though still fingers speak. 
Has my mirage lying upon a lonely storm resisted those long-lost angels? 
My sister yearning after a cruel mountain tumbles -- but my memories wander silently. 
Those lonely enchantments know the meadow hiding behind the explosion reaching above a mysterious meadow, smilingly! 
The waterfall dreaming of a helpless priestess through the avenging sister waits for me! 
Why indeed do I slumber silently far above the memory? 
My cruel mother fears me... 
In this world of ours you are sea-ish. 
Finally, the female rainbow.

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

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