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Someone will notice I’m gone
If I don’t get back by dawn, Or at least that’s what I thought, While struggling with bonds so taut They were making my wrists bleed. Next time, I’ll be taking heed To warnings given about Dating such a perverse lout, Who loves inflicting great pains With his heinous whips and chains.
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