Unbroken people 
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I trust my rainbow looming above a long-lost wasteland, as soundlessly as a saint of woe. 
And why are those vicious flames as terrifying as those mountains? 
The wasteland bursting forth from a abandoned wasteland dies , yet my misunderstood bombs cry. 
My terrifying enchantments infest the mother of vengeance once. 
My King of pain outlasts me. 
Their priest longing for a authoritarian meadow extinguishes me.
 
Westcoastwerewolf

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

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