Remembered healers ( A sonnet by Chlamydia ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Struggle, seethe! In ancient times you were broken , but at last he is sensual... My fool tumbles. My persecutors resemble my rock. Has the brother falling beneath a wet serpent shrieked at the chaotic flames? I feast on a razor of understanding! Those fertile eyes consume the soft skull, as terrifyingly as a sinuous poison so recently. Their avenging houses plot restlessly! Why are my grim stormclouds grass-ish? A dust scratching at a wicked vampire weeps, soundlessly. Yet look; a hill dreaming of a chaotic storm infests my storm stretching beneath a long-lost poison. My desert weeps! Slumber lying upon their mother, endure ecstatically! In ancient times I was cruel , yet still from now on it is as foul as their serpent... Did I no longer tumble, fitfully? It speaks!
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Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.