Redeemed helpless priests 
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Has my Queen reaching above a sinuous dust waited for their abandoned houses? 
In ancient times you were torn apart. 
My desert mourns , but those formless children drift lovingly. 
Die, swarm falling beneath the foul bat far beyond the misunderstood city! 
I laugh soundlessly, restlessly... 
And never may we tumble...
 
Babylon5lover

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

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