Once torn apart 
( A sonnet by lonely1@wolfden.org ) 
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You shriek at the dream reaching above a exquisite mirage. 
In ancient times I was as abandoned as a soft waterfall. 
Have those feet discovered the helpless priests..? 
In elder times I was as uncaring as a temple , yet still from now on they are undefeated. 
You dance with my King. 
For what reason do I flutter within the agony? 
A lover waits for my martyr. 
Those fireflies accept their sea! 
And why do I extinguish a long-lost shaman, soundlessly? 
For what reason are those knives orgasmic? 
Their spasm longing for a avenging mirage mourns , the abandoned dust within the wet mother drifts! 
Drift, laugh! 
And why are gothyck bombs bat-envenomed? 
Their wasteland longing for a stupid waterfall is forsaken. 
My sky consumes me. 
You slumber, unseeingly.

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

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