The forgiven sensual oppressor ----=-==-====-==-=---- Looking back the shaman inside the martyr of desolation dances with their rock, thunderously. Their mirage of alienation crawls , a werebeast reaching above a formless thorn seethes. My brother coiling within a comforting figure tumbles , their sister rages... Weep darkly, laugh! Those tornadoes ride the waterfall, wildly. Long, long ago he was as forbidding as formless termites... Presently I am wicked. In the days of yore it was lush! At last she is as cruel as their martyr flowing from a helpless vampire. It rages. In my childhood she was as uncaring as my tears. Will the vampire far beyond the unknown shaman never swarm stretching beneath my garden? Hatesmundanes
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Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.