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11 April 2008
Where the Sidewalk EndsThere is a place where the sidewalk endsAnd before the street begins,And there the grass grows soft and white,And there the sun burns crimson bright,And there the moon-bird rest
Beauty, unaccompanied by virtue, is as a flower without perfume. French Proverb
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