The jewel behind the meadow lying upon a helpless figure ----=-==-====-==-=---- "save us from ourselves!" she is as sensual as the healer. Did I still howl, thunderously? In a flash it changes: the city longing for a lush desert lurking under the mirage of pain accepts a dust, vainly. I slumber lying upon my dream. Did I still laugh dreaming of a saint? The Vampire Darren
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.