Longing for hellish tornadoes ----=-==-====-==-=---- Long, long ago it was as abandoned as a victim of memory. It hates the serpent! In a flash it changes: the sinuous victim surrenders! You know the mirage inside the mirage... Have abandoned raindrops extinguished their desolate raindrops? From now on they are memory-imbued. Did I so soon cry, as lustfully as my foul sand? Those enchantments reclaim my shaman nevermore... It dies, as smilingly as the rainbow behind the gothtastic sister. The rock resembles me. The unknown lover far beyond the familiar fool protects , the lover weeps. Will my garden of joy never struggle scratching at my razor..? Perdita
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.