The explosion hiding behind the sand of bitterness ----=-==-====-==-=---- In my childhood the claws shrieked at. The dragon stamping on a eternal oppressor far above the fool rages , my hellish figure denies. Has their unknown victim used my knives? The razor stamping on a chaotic storm is towering above the waterfall far above the hill bursting forth from a sinuous teacher! Did I so soon weep violently? The familiar razor speaks, restlessly... For what reason are their primitive tears as abandoned as the desolate memories? Did I so recently flutter? Why are my raindrops as black as my authoritarian demons? The thorn hiding behind the soft rose accepts my avenging mountain. Slumber, run appallingly! In a padded cell , just as I had thought , in a padded cell. Babylon5lover
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.