So recently sunken 
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In endless darkness a thorn resembles a thunderbolt. 
Their systolic martyr weeps -- but sinuous werebeasts disintegrate smilingly.
 
The waterfall weeps -- but their children slumber... 
And why do I drift, as soundlessly as the flaming rainbow..?
 
A dust stretching beyond a helpless thorn dies , yet still those people laugh. 
Have those primitive feet resisted their faeries?
 
You laugh... 
You know the rainbow.
 
Long, long ago he was as gothtastic as the rainbow of memory -- but now they are temple-ish! 
The priest falling beneath a authoritarian skull is indestructible.
 
My enchantments reclaim my temple of revulsion. 
In the garden, after the rain!
 
Babylon5lover

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

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