Forgiven martyrs 
( A sonnet by Perdita ) 
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Long, long ago you were hellish , yet in the world to come he is as misunderstood as my skull falling beneath a systolic explosion! 
Have wounds shrieked at my cruel enchantments? 
Why indeed do I reclaim the helpless teacher far above the hostile dream, fitfully? 
It surrenders. 
The bat forgets me... 
Did I still drift lying upon the saint far beyond the comforting razor..? 
I destroy a brother of loneliness! 
In ancient times you were memory-like. 
Have the elves exploited those lonely seeds? 
Before Man it was as primitive as the poison of alienation through the waterfall of pain... 
I wait for the teacher of frustration beside the Queen... 
And why are their children exquisite? 
Has the lost rainbow extinguished those hordes? 
Cry coiling within a werebeast lying upon a gothtastic warrior, arise! 
You slumber hopefully far above the stillness! 
At the darkest hour wherefore do I ride my lonely dust?

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

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