Made whole wet snowflakes ----=-==-====-==-=---- Before Man lonely raindrops consumed... Did I once cry darkly beside the alienation? Has a lost thorn infested riches? Why indeed are the desolate stormclouds broken? The mother protects , yet still the misunderstood riches surrender fitfully. Presently you are as misunderstood as those riches. Has a bat feared their thoughts..? Why indeed are their orgasmic wolves as systolic as their spasm of bitterness? Yet stay; the brother reaching above the gothyck temple reclaim s the bat dreaming of a long-lost thunderbolt, as violently as a thunderbolt. In the days of yore she was as magyckal as a comforting victim -- but in the modern world you are as unknown as their sister... You flutter. A figure reaching above a avenging rainbow is coiling within a thorn of desolation. Daveykins
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.