Message in a bottle, floating on the water
Carried by the current here after there
Resisting the waves, it keeps staying on top
Even the fiercest storm cannot knock it off.
Avoiding every obstacle, the bottle freely flows
There is no direction it will refuse to go
Just in this way, the message continues its spree
Will it reach or not the quay of its destiny?
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