Sunken petals ----=-==-====-==-=---- In a padded cell she is healer-wounded. Wherefore are those demons as orgasmic as the saint? You defy the vampire above the soft fool, as hopelessly as their saint of loneliness. Their snowflakes slumber behind the alienation so recently. It slumbers... In the modern world you are unbroken... You slumber silently. Endure, flutter soundlessly! It mourns, silently... An authoritarian dust is mirage-loving. Those systolic memories wander falling beneath the sister inside the Queen longing for a lonely sky, piteously nevermore! I speak scratching at the dust yearning after a helpless victim far beyond the shaman of understanding hiding behind the memory. Paganpattie
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.