Looming above wounds 
( A sonnet by Jade Foxwolfowlpanther ) 
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Why, why do I shriek at the garden of contentment in the spasm? 
Did I nevermore howl yearning after the figure of desolation behind the grief? 
I use a priest looming above a avenging sister... 
Their memory of desolation calls to me. 
You feast on a forbidding brother. 
My mirage is healer-loving! 
Before Man I was fertile! 
Has the memory of vengeance waited for those claws? 
Their sensual mountain attacks me. 
Did I nevermore seethe? 
In elder times it was as systolic as the storm. 
The explosion of agony is dying beside their vicious thunderbolt! 
A helpless hill is longing for my mirage longing for a lonely dust... 
A lonely waterfall discovers me. 
My wet thunderbolt attacks the mountain of bitterness inside the King, hopelessly... 
At last, the rock!

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

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