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<br />There is a place where the sidewalk ends<br />
And before the street begins,<br />
And there the grass grows soft and white,<br />
And there the sun burns crimson bright,<br />
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight<br />
To cool in the peppermint wind.<br /><br />
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black<br />
And the dark street winds and bends.<br />
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow<br />
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,<br />
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go<br />
To the place where the sidewalk ends.<br /><br />
Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,<br />
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,<br />
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know<br />
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