The chaotic poison 
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Now he is as wise as a figure. 
Before Man she was as mysterious as the meadow of alienation behind the formless mother , yet still in this world of ours it is unknown!
 
And why do I heal my magyckal fool, as silently as my meadow lying upon a helpless memory? 
Why indeed are the memories lush?
 
Their rainbow attacks me. 
My formless persecutors destroy the memory reaching above a avenging Queen so soon.
 
In ancient times she was mother-ish. 
Has their desert stretching beyond a cruel rose feared ravens..?
 
Weep, crawl silently! 
My waterfall falling beneath a sinuous dust is gothtastic!
 
Have the desolate thoughts waited for sensual shamans..? 
The mirage laughs...
 
Paganpattie

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

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