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a platinum dollar made of diamonds

i chase her home she connects the dots i taste all of her flavors the feeling is a golden dime her dome is the epitome of class and grace i cannot believe that there is consideration in her heart for me once upon a time i was not even a speck in her vision now i dominate the epicenter of her spotlight i hold her tight she again figures me out i satisfy all of her favors the feeling is a platinum dollar made of diamonds

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