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Anacampserote (n). Something which can bring back a lost love.

This word is unspeakably tragic. Love lost is no love at all. No sorcery, witchcraft, or magic Can bring back love that is gone. Orpheus thought he had found it His music came oh so close. But one glance over his shoulder And true love truly was lost.
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alicia-harger
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Oct 1, 2012
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