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Fantasies distorted like a crooked mirror,

In the world of Theme, I find solace.

A small group of the chosen,

Their love is unusual but sincere.

Society condemns, does not understand,

But it's their reflection, their fear.

We live our truth,

In twisted reflections, we find ourselves.

Our secrets are hidden in the shadows,

Every knot, every sign - is freedom.

We dance to our own laws,

Surrendering ourselves in the darkness of the night.

Love flowing through pain and pleasure,

Weaving desires in every touch.

Twisted reflections - our sanctuary,

Where our hearts beat in harmony.