The missile to explore the future
A hand-crafted weapon
A passport to happiness
A treasure, not found
A traitor causing destruction in the human battle field
A colossal sea of riches
An enormous mountain with a happy top
A foreigner that brings evolution
A long termed journey
A journey of three destinies before the treasure is reached
The runway is coarse, but yet is slippery
IF THE MISSION IS ACCOMPLISHED
BE SURE YOU'RE NOT DEMOLISHED
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