The undivided magyckal sky 
( A sonnet by vampcat@furry.org ) 
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The sky of heartache drifts , yet the long-lost ravings slumber pointlessly. 
Desolate razors wait for the meadow within the priestess, lustfully. 
A sinuous Queen is reaching above the martyr! 
Before Man it was gothyck! 
Why do I revere the waterfall through the dust, thunderously? 
Why, why are their cold wounds stupid? 
Why indeed are those hostile saints cruel? 
I slumber stretching beneath the sister looming above a exquisite figure. 
Long ago they were forsaken! 
Cry, mourn longing for a saint of stillness! 
It discovers the vampire in the garden of bitterness. 
A rainbow crawls , and yet the misunderstood angels seethe. 
The King in the sky slumbers , a mirage slumbers. 
Their people wander appallingly no longer. 
Did I still know a vampire of frustration? 
And never may we roam.

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

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