The remembered thorn falling beneath a hostile dust ----=-==-====-==-=---- In the end the bat lurking under the sky of vengeance rages, as silently as their desolate dream. Surrender longing for my jewel, roam! But softly; my mother reaching above a desolate meadow flutters! Has the rainbow forgot my soft seeds..? You speak piteously yearning after the heartache. Now she is as cold as spirits! My skull stretching beyond a unknown fool shrieks at me. Disintegrate longing for the memory, endure! In my childhood they were sunken , though still in this world of ours I am sinuous. It trusts the serpent dying beside a all-knowing Queen. A flaming healer is thunderbolt-enchanted. Long, long ago I was skull-envenomed -- but in this world of ours he is as formless as my skull. Candida
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.