"I lie awake, staring out at the bleakness of Megadon.
Our first stop is in Bogota
To check Colombian fields
The natives
Polarize me
Sensitize me
Criticize me
Civilize me
Compensate me
The snakes and arrows a child is heir to
are enough
There's no bread, let them eat cake
There's no end to
Ten score years ago, defeat the kingly foe
A wondrous
There is a lake between sun and moon
Not too
To live between a rock and a hard place
In
Though we might have precious little
it's still precious.
I like that
You can roll that stone
To the top of the hill
Drag
Energy is contagious
Enthusiasm spreads
Tides respond to lunar gravitation
A modest man from Mandrake
Travelled rich to the city
And the men who hold high places
Must be the
Lit up with anticipation
We arrive at the launching site
Book One --- The Voyage
Prologue
In the constellation of
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