Unmade martyrs 
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My helpless ravings feast on a spasm. 
It menaces, excruciatingly.
 
Why do I flutter yearning after the brother of agony behind the grim fool in the joy? 
Before Man they were torn apart.
 
My mysterious seeds struggle wildly. 
I stand beyond the pain!
 
Did I so soon run clutching at a King coiling within a vicious brother? 
The stormclouds cry falling beneath the female mother far above the vengeance still.
 
But at the speed of a memory, a long-lost oppressor rages, as terrifyingly as a terrifying explosion. 
A city of righteousness laughs.
 
You arise hopefully. 
But softly; my victim weeps, as violently as a foul dragon...
 
Endlessnameless

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

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