<h2><SPAN name="THE_LAND_OF_NOD" id="THE_LAND_OF_NOD"></SPAN>THE LAND OF NOD</h2>
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<span class="i12">From breakfast on through all the day<br/></span>
<span class="i12">At home among my friends I stay,<br/></span>
<span class="i12">But every night I go abroad<br/></span>
<span class="i12">Afar into the Land of Nod.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i12">All by myself I have to go,<br/></span>
<span class="i12">With none to tell me what to do—<br/></span>
<span class="i12">All alone beside the streams<br/></span>
<span class="i12">And up the mountain-sides of dreams.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i12">The strangest things are there for me,<br/></span>
<span class="i12">Both things to eat and things to see,<br/></span>
<span class="i12">And many frightening sights abroad<br/></span>
<span class="i12">Till morning in the Land of Nod.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i12">Try as I like to find the way,<br/></span>
<span class="i12">I never can get back by day,<br/></span>
<span class="i12">Nor can remember plain and clear<br/></span>
<span class="i12">The curious music that I hear.<br/></span></div>
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