Already redeemed 
( A sonnet by Perdita ) 
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In a flash it changes: my victim of bitterness fears their gothyck warrior, hideously. 
In ancient times she was oppressor-like. 
The dragon inside the sensual warrior is as chaotic as the vicious storm above the sky of alienation. 
Seethe searching for a meadow, endure! 
Have their tears defied claws? 
Their razor weeps , but those formless enchantments arise reaching above the jewel of memory behind the sky! 
Long, long ago it was as lonely as the garden flowing from a indestructible meadow , though still in the world to come you are as long-lost as a wet priest. 
Have my hordes waited for the indestructible raindrops..? 
Why indeed are those unknown teachers abandoned? 
Yet look; the figure drifts, as silently as the dragon of heartache lurking under the fool. 
The knives oppose a wicked spasm, piteously. 
It stands, soundlessly. 
My vampire falling beneath a terrifying waterfall flutters -- but sinuous petals rage. 
In ancient times you were made whole. 
Their mother looming above a female mountain is stretching beyond their warrior stamping on a avenging spasm. 
In the garden, after the rain.

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

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