Let’s all forsake,The Land of Wake, And break for the Land of Nod. Where we can try,To touch the sky, Or dance beneath the sod. A toll for the living, A toll for the lost, A toll for the wise ones, Who tally the cost, So let’s escape, Due south of Wake, And make for the Land of Nod.
-Neal Shusterman
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