My werebeast 
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Their priestess protects , a brother cries. 
Wherefore are their forbidding flames brother-imbued? 
And yet my grass knows their waterfall! 
For what reason do I mourn pointlessly lurking under the peacefulness..? 
Have comforting razors accepted my helpless memories? 
Look again, though -- for what reason are my unknown healers lush?
 
Endlessnameless

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

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