Across the miles, over hills, through valleys,
Past the gates of barbarian hordes,
In the face of cannon fire,
Through the threat of bombardment,
Over seas and harbors mined for destruction,
The courier's message must go forward.
No idle gossip.
No trivial conversation.
Coded, encrypted, secret in nature,
The courier's message must get through.
The fate of millions hangs in the balance.
The courier's message must get through.
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