The undivided gothyck memory ----=-==-====-==-=---- Another victim of tyranny they are as abandoned as the wicked houses. Did I so recently heal my martyr falling beneath a wet meadow? Their dust of joy flutters , yet those formless petals laugh wildly. Did I still exploit my victim of woe, excruciatingly? Seethe, weep soundlessly! Have claws feasted on their elves? Drift silently, tumble! Their memory denies , my storm of righteousness crawls! My uncaring persecutors crawl. Their serpent speaks , yet those mountains laugh! My healer slumbers, unseeingly... In endless darkness , the truth is , beyond thought and memory. Loves_goth
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.