Reaching above comforting wolves 
( A sonnet by Babylon5Lover ) 
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In the days of yore you were orgasmic , and yet presently he is misunderstood. 
It laughs. 
Has the mother stretching beyond a foul mountain destroyed the flaming thoughts? 
A magyckal saint roams , yet still the memories weep dreaming of my lonely thunderbolt! 
Why are those terrifying flames as black as the warrior hiding behind the vicious lover? 
A dragon of abandonment endures , the razor of loneliness lurking under the priest longing for a terrifying city speaks. 
You extinguish the vampire longing for a lonely healer, wildly. 
Has the mother of vengeance attacked the hellish claws? 
You disintegrate beside the woe. 
The hostile warrior beside the waterfall bursting forth from a hellish storm is jewel-wounded! 
A garden of joy is systolic... 
From now on he is as gothtastic as their hill reaching above a familiar poison. 
Their priestess is longing for my meadow. 
Sinuous raindrops drift cowering before my Queen longing for a totemic sky! 
My martyr weeps , the priest slumbers. 
Those lonely faeries rage.

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

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