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Magic Potion, Spirits

..
                      In the bottle are:
                       Limbo fire,
                        the brightness of the rays,
                        the flame of hell ...
                        Mixed in alchemy
                        in celestial liquids ...!
                         Burning when it enters,
                          palatable then
                         pleasing after ...
                          Finally the magic
                          happens ... it seems
                           party...
                          The perception changes.
                          awareness springs,
                           audacity is sharpened.
                           fearlessness arises ...
                              Few manage how to measure
                             the powerful magic ...
                             The powerful instrument,
                              badly used, drown ...
                              drunk ... dizziness
                              euphoria ... enough
                              the fearlessness!
                               Some fall  dead.
                               others simply
                               mad...!



  PS suggested Song

      https://youtu.be/8eOIU9ekSMk

  the Dubliners whiskey in the jar

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