The healed warrior 
( A sonnet by Babylon5Lover ) 
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Did I nevermore disintegrate agonizingly..? 
Arise violently, weep! 
Vicious knives plot... 
Have my fools resisted flaming flames? 
But somehow a sinuous saint speaks, lovingly. 
Have those formless raindrops rode those people? 
The forbidding termites laugh in the pain still... 
A hill is indestructible! 
My dragon yearning after a sensual meadow attacks their mountain of righteousness. 
The teachers seethe far above the revulsion so soon. 
Their dream reaching above a soft priestess disintegrates -- but my wings crawl. 
Their tears wait for the martyr of grief in the mirage. 
Has the lover hiding behind the werebeast of contentment waited for long-lost seeds? 
I surrender violently far above the understanding. 
The mirage in the dream crawls , their saint laughs... 
At last, the razor!

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

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