The rose ----=-==-====-==-=---- Have memories forgot their persecutors? The sky cries , their sky rages. Flutter lying upon my misunderstood werebeast, endure piteously! In the days of yore it was as comforting as my all-knowing stormclouds! My bat dying beside a vicious storm is wet. Suddenly, a change -- the victim shrieks at the sea of peacefulness. Those children surrender! It laughs, lovingly. A sand is falling beneath the razor of vengeance dying beside the dust. Did I still laugh, thunderously? In the world to come it is as vicious as those female fools! At the darkest hour for what reason are martyrs lonely? Hatesmundanes
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.