One morning the girl wakes – still chained – but in a new room, vast and empty. She wears the trappings of a servant – a maid.




Slave to Love (Pt13), (Pt14) & (?) by Ralph Kramden, Shorterbus

 

Her heart sagged each morning when she left, for it signaled another interminable round of boredom and monotony







Slave to Love (Pt5), (Pt10), (Pt4), (Pt8), (Pt6) & (Pt1) by Ralph Kramden, Shorterbus

 
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