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In the grip of red ropes,

The body is lifted, suspended above,

A dance with danger, a play of desire,

Every breath held in mid-air,

Flames flicker close by, adding to the fire,

This is more than just an ordinary feat,

An expression of strength and freedom,

In every lift, every twist, we find our own release.

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