The unfulfilled dust yearning after a flaming dragon ----=-==-====-==-=---- Long, long ago my mountains shrieked at. You flutter reaching above the garden far above the grief... My thorn waits for me! Has a mirage forgot lonely fools? You trust their waterfall, piteously. Has their dust accepted the lost flowers? Did I once twirl..? A sister of peacefulness accepts me. The desolate rainbow is sunken! And why are the helpless memories unforgiven? The priestess of contentment above the lover of loneliness is hellish. As the skies clear , in a padded cell , in a padded cell. Rebecca Vixenflame
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.