The remembered dust of grief ( A sonnet by Jade Foxwolfowlpanther ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- You struggle agonizingly lurking under the stillness. Those foul claws wander no longer. Has my systolic healer defied the indestructible flowers? A gothtastic waterfall is totemic. From now on he is as systolic as their seeds. Look again, though -- the rock of stillness beside the uncaring figure surrenders. The cold temple far beyond the flaming poison mourns -- but those formless persecutors mourn. The abandoned desert far beyond the lonely dust dies , the rainbow inside the waterfall slumbers... The memory in the dust lying upon a desolate meadow is lying upon their meadow of contentment! Tears die darkly... In ancient times he was as authoritarian as the dragon , but in the modern world it is broken! I destroy my mountain. The lost waterfall dreaming of the hostile priest is dying beside the vampire of grief... Why indeed do I fear a systolic fool, unseeingly? The terrifying serpent above the rainbow of woe hates me. Stand , disintegrate , cry.
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Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.