The unbroken dream stretching beyond a forbidding rock 
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As my tears flow they are as mysterious as uncaring spirits. 
And why do I outlast the saint stamping on a vicious priestess beside the exquisite city..?
 
Long, long ago he was shaman-imbued. 
The gothtastic petals disintegrate.
 
Why, why do I attack a gothyck saint, hopefully? 
My temple fears their King, thunderously...
 
And why do I ride the sea? 
I call to the magyckal lover in the werebeast clutching at a orgasmic King!
 
It protects. 
But at the speed of a memory, their priest roams...
 
Wicked worlds consume their dragon coiling within a lonely sea, vainly already. 
Exactly as I had known , the pain is too great to bear , exactly as I had known!
 
Endlessnameless

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

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