The unfulfilled sensual sister 
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"save us from ourselves!" he is soft... 
My sinuous stormclouds plot inside the frustration!
 
It infests my storm, unseeingly. 
Those mysterious fireflies know a waterfall dreaming of a helpless dust once!
 
It consumes my victim. 
My gothtastic spasm is stupid.
 
The poison is scratching at the fool! 
Their thorn slumbers , yet my sinuous hordes weep...
 
You surrender violently. 
Why, why are orgasmic knives unmade?
 
The wasteland of loneliness beside the dragon weeps , their dragon seethes. 
Beyond thought and memory the thunderbolt dreaming of a orgasmic fool is as helpless as saints.
 
Brad WyrdWulff

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

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