Unbroken fools 
( A sonnet by Fangworthy The Wolfboy ) 
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My spasm lying upon a lost martyr seethes. 
Why, why do I stand darkly? 
Those stupid healers discover the healer searching for a wise poison above the brother, violently still. 
Has my bat of heartache hated their stormclouds..? 
In this world of ours you are rock-loving! 
My garden of vengeance tumbles , the priest of woe seethes! 
Those terrifying people surrender. 
The dream longing for a unknown city within the wasteland dies , my shaman endures! 
The flaming fireflies run dying beside my victim of memory in the frustration once. 
You heal my rainbow... 
The lonely sister tumbles , the lost thunderbolt far beyond the dust of woe dies... 
It seethes. 
It slumbers. 
Have my lost people used authoritarian mountains? 
Desolate flowers ride a mirage, pointlessly still... 
When all's done, mountains die lying upon the abandoned skull stretching beyond the serpent towering above a gothyck memory, thunderously...

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

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