Flowing from formless ravings 
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The werebeast of righteousness hiding behind the storm endures , but the children seethe excruciatingly. 
Their jewel of vengeance seethes , my thunderbolt seethes! 
Did I no longer drift, unseeingly? 
You extinguish the systolic King lurking under the meadow. 
The healers feast on a garden longing for a magyckal sky!
 
Goth Grrl

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

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