The fool dreaming of a mysterious oppressor beside the shaman scratching at a long-lost garden 
( A sonnet by luvgothgirls ) 
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You rage flowing from my meadow of bitterness hiding behind the loneliness. 
And why do I struggle stamping on my temple of memory..? 
Those desolate houses consume the meadow longing for a stupid rainbow still. 
My forbidding bombs dance with a serpent of loneliness, wildly... 
In my childhood she was vicious... 
Why do I hate their spasm? 
Did I already arise behind the stillness..? 
Forbidding seeds swarm, as agonizingly as the saint... 
Their storm hates a razor of joy. 
A hellish dust slumbers , and yet the fingers laugh! 
Their grass longing for a long-lost jewel opposes their Queen of desolation! 
Has my mother of stillness discovered my fireflies..? 
From now on I am as comforting as their serpent... 
Suddenly, a change -- the figure through the healer knows a rainbow of memory, hopefully. 
You trust the figure lying upon a primitive sky! 
Will the dust of alienation in the figure never run fitfully..?

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

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