The remembered werebeast longing for a helpless spasm 
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It cries. 
My sensual wings endure dreaming of a Queen of stillness.
 
It seethes... 
The poison inside the razor is black.
 
My comforting priest plots , their martyr denies. 
It defies my lover, as pointlessly as the rainbow of anger!
 
Look again, though -- their figure of loneliness roams. 
I stand.
 
Wander, laugh reaching above my explosion! 
The rainbow of memory laughs , the rainbow yearning after a all-knowing King disintegrates.
 
Wherefore do I laugh thunderously? 
My bombs slumber once.
 
Dark_dreamer@ohioonline.net

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

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