Ribbon Effect

    A whisper of protection, woven through time and realms
    From temples lost to stars afar, I guard against your ills—
    Confusion sleep blind and silence, poison stone and curse
    I do not heal i do not fight, in doing so I shield

    Not magic loot or armor, just Ribbon and enough
    I am rare sought and strong, veil ՚tween hero and ruin
    I am the gold in the cracks, the breath that does not break
    I simply endure, this Little Ribbon—you don't wear it but you're safe

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