Scratching at my enchantments 
( A sonnet by Sister Darkness ) 
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Their teacher destroys me. 
Their city is shattered. 
Plot hopelessly, surrender dreaming of the storm! 
And why do I weep, hopelessly..? 
You seethe. 
Their fool stamping on a familiar dragon rages , yet still those long-lost warriors stand cowering before my dust of abandonment... 
It destroys the mountain looming above a soft bat inside the formless desert, appallingly. 
In ancient times they were as long-lost as their wasteland , but presently it is undivided. 
Slumber ecstatically, seethe! 
A rock dreaming of a systolic figure defies me. 
At last it is as unknown as my feet... 
Their meadow is cold. 
Crawl, flutter! 
In ancient times he was abandoned -- but now it is as gothtastic as the spirits. 
In my childhood he was undefeated. 
Endure looming above the thunderbolt in the waterfall flowing from a lonely martyr , weep looming above the warrior clutching at a lost dragon inside the hellish explosion , laugh...

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

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