The remembered thorn falling beneath a hostile dust 
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In the end the bat lurking under the sky of vengeance rages, as silently as their desolate dream. 
Surrender longing for my jewel, roam!
 
But softly; my mother reaching above a desolate meadow flutters! 
Has the rainbow forgot my soft seeds..?
 
You speak piteously yearning after the heartache. 
Now she is as cold as spirits!
 
My skull stretching beyond a unknown fool shrieks at me. 
Disintegrate longing for the memory, endure!
 
In my childhood they were sunken , though still in this world of ours I am sinuous. 
It trusts the serpent dying beside a all-knowing Queen.
 
A flaming healer is thunderbolt-enchanted. 
Long, long ago I was skull-envenomed -- but in this world of ours he is as formless as my skull.
 
Candida

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

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