Our lifeforce is a potion,
Brewed by some unseen witch,
Mother Nature in a pointy hat,
Following a recipe as old as time,
All manner of ingredients are sown,
Rosebuds and onyx and nightshade,
Moonlight and sunshine,
Thorns and salt and belladonna,
Carrion bird feathers and puppy dog tails,
Only the best components,
To create this marvel of alchemy,
A heartbeat in liquid form,
Imbibed within the womb,
And coughed up upon our deathbed.

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