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In red ropes wound tight

The woman's form a silhouette tonight

Bound to the chair with grace

Her gaze finds the portrait's face

A silent dance in hues of dark

This tapestry of bound and stark

Elegance is her only dress

For this moment, she is nothing less

The red ropes, a living frame

A study of vulnerability and shame

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