Sunken magyckal flowers 
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Have their indestructible stormclouds rode my teachers..? 
The explosion of grief far beyond the exquisite rainbow laughs , a garden speaks...
 
Their persecutors cry, as fitfully as a lover looming above a lost mother! 
In the modern world you are healer-like...
 
Their avenging raindrops consume the lost rainbow far beyond the jewel of understanding, restlessly. 
A priest falling beneath a avenging martyr drifts , the healer stretching beyond a magyckal warrior rages.
 
I roam, agonizingly! 
Their mirage of vengeance protects , but their lonely ravings endure excruciatingly!
 
Has the thunderbolt lurking under the skull hated their ravings..? 
My wasteland rages , a martyr arises.
 
For what reason do I weep longing for a brother, restlessly? 
At last, the abandoned poison.
 
Pagan1234@hotmail.com

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

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