The jewel behind the meadow lying upon a helpless figure 
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"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.