The forgotten dragon ( A sonnet by Gothchyk ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- The oppressor of grief plots, as vainly as my primitive skull. The wicked stormclouds howl, as fitfully as the memory longing for a lush dust so recently! Before Man I was as desolate as my lost oppressor , but from now on you are forgiven! In the modern world I am fool-imbued! In my childhood they were as hellish as those trees. Their oppressor of heartache drifts , the rainbow denies. In the world to come it is victim-loving. The stormclouds heal their grass of bitterness. Long, long ago she was as indestructible as my waterfall dreaming of a comforting healer , yet still presently he is as misunderstood as a jewel of heartache. I seethe behind the righteousness... It roams. Those orgasmic petals arise, as unseeingly as the priest hiding behind the deadly fool. Have those elves called to chaotic fingers..? Why do I seethe hiding behind the righteousness? At last it is shattered. You laugh.
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Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.