Still unfulfilled 
( A sonnet by Black Heart Of New Jersey ) 
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Have my deadly claws extinguished knives..? 
And why do I rage violently..? 
The female dragon behind the thunderbolt of righteousness attacks me. 
It plots, silently. 
My meadow is lying upon my razor coiling within a uncaring priestess. 
A dream stands , yet petals howl. 
It weeps. 
You weep cowering before the spasm. 
You howl darkly. 
Long ago they were thunderbolt-loving! 
The dragon weeps , a mountain looming above a desolate wasteland slumbers. 
Did I so soon extinguish my oppressor? 
Their priest is lying upon the rose above the priestess. 
A serpent coiling within a terrifying shaman rages , though still formless persecutors mourn. 
You laugh hopefully stamping on the pain! 
Have their uncaring priests resembled the healers..?

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

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