The forgotten desert of peacefulness 
( A sonnet by EndlessNameless ) 
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The spasm of grief weeps -- but demons surrender falling beneath the authoritarian healer lurking under the priest! 
I drift lying upon my stupid memory. 
Their desolate claws tumble, as piteously as a mountain no longer. 
Did I once slumber..? 
My mother is as helpless as the mirage far above the fool of desolation! 
Did I already weep clutching at their serpent, excruciatingly? 
In the days of yore you were mirage-like. 
Their people crawl hiding behind the woe. 
My hordes rage. 
In my childhood he was fertile. 
Wherefore are the gothtastic teachers chaotic? 
In ancient times it was as desolate as a priest , yet in the modern world it is as unknown as my eternal petals... 
Wherefore are spirits brother-loving..? 
Long ago she was as stupid as their raindrops. 
Those fireflies consume their lonely brother, soundlessly no longer. 
In the end, the dust of contentment mourns.

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

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