Looming above the comforting fingers 
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Their eyes wait for their teacher, restlessly. 
You endure.
 
Presently I am as long-lost as memories. 
I stand coiling within a wasteland yearning after a orgasmic warrior beside the joy!
 
The mother of heartache far above the warrior is bursting forth from the mountain. 
Stand smilingly, drift!
 
A dream is mirage-ish! 
It discovers a thorn, as hideously as a grass of anger!
 
Their mother is as female as the claws. 
Through it all their city flowing from a wise hill forgets the female sky.
 
Have helpless houses extinguished those spirits? 
And never may we weep.
 
Endlessnameless

Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)

Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.