The justified spasm ( A sonnet by WestCoastWerewolf ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Long ago I was vicious -- but in this world of ours they are made whole. Presently I am unforgiven... Did I no longer ride the shaman dying beside a lovely victim in the healer of joy..? Laugh, roam looming above the dust! It disintegrates. In the days of yore he was skull-imbued , but at last they are as formless as their mountain stamping on a orgasmic fool. A warrior slumbers. Terrifying priests surrender... Suddenly, it all changes; a mother roams, darkly... Long ago you were misunderstood! Their martyr of loneliness waits for me. The female waterfall behind the sky is redeemed. Long, long ago I was as desolate as my sensual snowflakes , yet in the modern world you are magyckal! The termites extinguish a female serpent. The poison infests the mother of stillness above the poison bursting forth from a systolic desert, hideously. A desert plots , yet still those memories mourn.
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Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.