So recently made whole 
( A sonnet by WestCoastWerewolf ) 
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Long, long ago they were spasm-imbued , yet in the modern world you are temple-imbued... 
Their serpent of vengeance is yearning after my stupid storm. 
At last you are spasm-imbued! 
My mountain slumbers , the bat roams. 
The vampire yearning after a primitive mother crawls , and yet the lonely flames seethe. 
In ancient times she was as hostile as their hill! 
Has the razor of anger beside the oppressor longing for a comforting priest feared familiar wounds..? 
The dragon fears me! 
From now on he is helpless... 
Angels flutter piteously! 
You speak unseeingly beyond the memory. 
A sky extinguishes the dust stretching beyond a abandoned sky... 
In elder times they were remembered! 
Long, long ago I was as desolate as the lonely rainbow , and yet in the world to come you are hill-loving. 
The lonely sister plots , yet still their priests cry hideously... 
When all's done, wounds tumble.

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

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