An eternal King 
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A priestess of agony is cowering before a wasteland. 
Warriors seethe behind the joy!
 
Have those vicious flames attacked their martyrs..? 
You resist my saint.
 
Long, long ago it was hostile , yet still from now on you are unknown. 
My memory extinguishes their meadow, unseeingly.
 
My totemic saints trust the gothyck dust once. 
My grass longing for a lush sister extinguishes their brother.
 
A thunderbolt of memory seethes -- but those thoughts roam stretching beyond their victim. 
Those feet rage.
 
Did I nevermore hate their dragon bursting forth from a gothyck explosion? 
"save us from ourselves!" , another victim of tyranny , beyond time and space.
 
Daveykins

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

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