Never to end, from soul to soul,
This curse would shift,
And each bearer would feel its toll.
For the bearer would play with fire,
Journey to hell and back,
Toy with evil and its desire,
And no enemy would attack.
Because this gift, the bearer of this curse,
She would decide which side to choose,
For Good, and light, or for evil and worse,
And the other side would truly lose.
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