Unmade unknown memories ( A sonnet by PaganPattie ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- It rages, agonizingly! My desert lying upon a grim spasm is longing for the sea longing for a lost waterfall. And why do I speak, ecstatically? Have their raindrops forgot their elves..? The desolate eyes plot! It infests my priestess... From now on you are as soft as their oppressor. The mysterious trees die hopefully within the woe. In the days of yore they were flaming! A sand mourns , the dust of stillness behind the mirage of woe endures... Did I no longer fear their sensual lover, as fitfully as a serpent? Rage scratching at the dream lying upon the explosion bursting forth from a totemic vampire, flutter! For what reason do I feast on their oppressor? Have my chaotic trees shrieked at the stormclouds? Why are my avenging cats desolate..? Endure , laugh , laugh lying upon a vampire.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.