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In candle’s hush, the silence bends,
Where ropes entwine like whispered sins.
A fleeting breath, a shiver’s call,
The mask of night reveals it all.
Keys of steel, a tethered rhyme,
Pulse and power blur through time.
Soft command, a hidden plea,
The dark surrenders gracefully.
Behind the veil, no need for name,
A game of trust, of fire, of flame.
The world dissolves in hush and seam,
We wake, still bound, within the dream.
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