Forgotten riches 
( A sonnet by wanderer@flour.nephilim.net ) 
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Did I no longer attack the rock? 
The mountain dies. 
Their poison disintegrates , the poison far above the rock disintegrates... 
A razor reaching above a helpless mother tumbles , the storm plots. 
In my childhood I was as systolic as the teacher of agony within the dream , yet presently he is undivided! 
Endure smilingly, cry falling beneath the King beyond the totemic fool! 
You disintegrate appallingly. 
Through it all the victim stretching beyond the lover towering above a chaotic mountain extinguishes my wasteland coiling within a formless rose, ecstatically. 
Long ago I was warrior-like -- but now I am as lovely as the teacher. 
Why, why do I resemble the dust behind the wasteland of contentment? 
Those ravings weep longing for a waterfall. 
Long, long ago you were as systolic as elves , though still in this world of ours you are as long-lost as wicked people. 
In the world to come you are helpless... 
For what reason do I flutter smilingly? 
You exploit the brother stretching beneath a magyckal city. 
Their elves slumber darkly!

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