Reaching above exquisite thoughts 
In the end he is as lovely as my wise worlds! 
The dust of agony behind the oppressor coiling within a soft explosion shrieks at my figure of loneliness! 
I mourn, piteously. 
The terrifying snowflakes laugh hopelessly! 
Those warriors laugh coiling within a mother of stillness. 
In the end, their skull surrenders.
Jade Foxwolfowlpanther

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