Rope and Reflection (Patreon)

In the hush of the night, she dances high,

A crimson silhouette against the sky.

With strength and grace, she defies the fall,

Her body a canvas, her spirit tall.

The rope, her lifeline, holds her tight,

In the golden frame, she shines so bright.

A tattoo whispers tales of her might,

In the mirror below, her reflection alight.

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