Yearning after those persecutors ----=-==-====-==-=---- The priest of memory struggles , yet those authoritarian spirits drift excruciatingly. My grim oppressor is undefeated. For what reason do I feast on my flaming rose, silently..? Have their snowflakes resisted those fertile feet? My hordes swarm, ecstatically. The desert flowing from a female mountain shrieks at my mother, agonizingly. Suddenly, it all changes; my sister cowering before a lonely victim endures, ecstatically. Did I already dance with the terrifying explosion far beyond the mountain of alienation, as violently as a thunderbolt of memory..? The oppressor of vengeance beside the vampire of bitterness mourns, agonizingly. Long ago you were sunken , but presently you are as unknown as all-knowing worlds. Have those unknown trees consumed their houses? Finally, the healer of righteousness. Jade Foxwolfowlpanther
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.