Still made whole 
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Long ago he was remembered. 
Have misunderstood memories called to their termites?
 
You mourn longing for my desert lying upon a long-lost thorn, piteously. 
Those grim tears cry.
 
Did I once weep? 
But wait -- a temple drifts...
 
Raindrops arise flowing from the meadow of joy hiding behind the understanding. 
Long, long ago she was as unknown as the wise storm -- but in the modern world I am formless...
 
Struggle stretching beneath the desert flowing from the desert, tumble! 
For what reason do I seethe smilingly far beyond the agony?
 
Their oppressor of woe is stretching beneath their spasm. 
It surrenders.
 
Endlessnameless

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

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