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Visions Of Domino
This woman is a perfumed breeze
Greek gods recline on her knees
I'd freeze the sun to kiss her ear
It all makes up the visions i call domino
It all makes up the visions i call domino
Right now
A suit of doubt she gave to me
In return i cried a sea
Of poet's tears and something more
I camped outside her velvet doors
Love's a freak and it moves fast
My marble dream it could not last
Now every time this girl i see
She tries to chain me to her tree
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