Where the Sidewalk Ends

Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends. (~Shel Silverstein)

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Inspired by . I've been intending to do a fanart of this piece for a while: [link] ...Isn't it deliciously fun? My rendition doesn't give it justice at all, but I appreciate the permission to play with it!

I was in a mood tonight- obviously a good one, as you might be able to tell. Feels good. I'm still crawling back to normal. It's good to feel like I'm getting there.



Time: 3 Law & Order SVU's... and it only took 312 seconds to take off. -_- Life is strange...
Medium: Wolfe Brothers.