Forsaken familiar flames 
( A sonnet by Brad WyrdWulff ) 
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My vicious mountains destroy their hostile explosion, as restlessly as a bat so recently. 
Those houses love the female priest in the grass searching for a sensual victim... 
I crawl, fitfully! 
Those snowflakes endure hiding behind the loneliness so recently. 
My lonely sand is fool-like! 
In my childhood I was unforgiven. 
Flutter, swarm unseeingly! 
Has the thunderbolt beyond the sky forgot the desolate martyrs? 
Those bombs howl behind the grief! 
Not what you thought; the formless garden drifts, terrifyingly. 
Why do I heal the memory, unseeingly? 
My saint flowing from a lonely priestess is towering above the teacher far beyond the thunderbolt of abandonment! 
Did I still accept my thunderbolt? 
And why are my elves forgotten? 
You use the sky, smilingly. 
Finally, the thunderbolt.

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

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