The moment Dawn McSweeney robbed me,
She chained her soul to mine.
Whenever she touches any of my precious belongings,
There am I also.
No matter what she has done with my belongings,
She became my prisoner the moment she robbed me.
And she will never be free of me
In this world or the next,
Until she confesses and returns everything she stole.
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