There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
day 39
so, i kinda took this last minute before it got dark cause i had forgotten for the day. it's some random house in sth melbourne.
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