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Jun 2015
Forgotten better be love that could not succeed, (true this was then denied.) Years to pass to sadder grief, by love we forced and contrived.

(And now to turn the lines)

Contrived and forced, we love by grief, sadder to pass to years denied then. Was this true? Succeed not? Could that love be better forgotten?
Jamie L Cantore
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Jamie L Cantore  The Land Of Flowing Hair
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