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Like a glass bottle stuck in sea to rise again on the sore of the beach.
Dreams broken and shatterd the glass bottle dont know how long it will take.
Patience is the bottle only escape.
Am i the glass bottle, and need its key to survive life.
The waves flip the glass bottle, but it still dont sink.
It is lock with a top of consitancy plus patience the waves can not breach.
I been toss and turned, brused but yet my strong will and determination kept me.
Im just like that glass bottle lost at sea.
The bottle can have a purpose inside, the same thing i need to survive mankind.
I can be somtime empty, just like the glass bottle but have more room for plenty.
The glass bottle only diffrence from me is that its see- through even when lost at sea.
I cant but that dont mean judge me i am that glass bottle.