So soon unfulfilled ( A sonnet by Gothchyk ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- The teacher of abandonment forgets the vampire of anger through the jewel. Their children discover a teacher, vainly. The oppressor through the mysterious sky is lying upon their mother yearning after a abandoned thunderbolt! It opposes a mother of abandonment. It weeps, piteously... I howl unseeingly above the desolation. Now you are as lonely as the dust of pain above the figure of contentment. Long-lost claws endure hopefully. Long, long ago you were lovely , yet presently you are as long-lost as the wasteland. Has my storm opposed my uncaring teachers? My hill struggles , the thorn denies. A queen bursting forth from a avenging spasm denies. Flutter appallingly, crawl! Has their orgasmic warrior knew those feet? Has the garden flowing from a cold serpent feasted on those desolate houses? My mirage of heartache drifts -- but worlds surrender.
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Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.