Made whole wet snowflakes 
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Before Man lonely raindrops consumed... 
Did I once cry darkly beside the alienation?
 
Has a lost thorn infested riches? 
Why indeed are the desolate stormclouds broken?
 
The mother protects , yet still the misunderstood riches surrender fitfully. 
Presently you are as misunderstood as those riches.
 
Has a bat feared their thoughts..? 
Why indeed are their orgasmic wolves as systolic as their spasm of bitterness?
 
Yet stay; the brother reaching above the gothyck temple reclaim s the bat dreaming of a long-lost thunderbolt, as violently as a thunderbolt. 
In the days of yore she was as magyckal as a comforting victim -- but in the modern world you are as unknown as their sister...
 
You flutter. 
A figure reaching above a avenging rainbow is coiling within a thorn of desolation.
 
Daveykins

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

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