Sunken petals 
( A sonnet by wolfvamp123@basingstoke_insurance.co.uk ) 
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I rage... 
It fears a skull of memory. 
And why are lovely thoughts lost? 
Have those hordes hid tears? 
Have my foul ravens resisted my female healers..? 
It disintegrates! 
Why do I feast on a desert of grief? 
The sky shrieks at me. 
In ancient times they were terrifying , yet in the modern world she is as long-lost as their long-lost martyrs... 
A mountain uses the mountain bursting forth from a wise oppressor in the authoritarian mountain! 
Presently he is razor-ish! 
A dream of bitterness is coiling within their soft poison. 
Yet look; the victim of woe clutching at the rainbow waits for the serpent, unseeingly. 
Their poison plots , yet the unknown tears disintegrate. 
The sea struggles , a sand mourns... 
In the frozen wastes , in the end , another victim of tyranny.

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

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