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They didn’t think they’d leave such an impression. After all, they were only passing through, a transient band of transients in a town built on foundations set in stone.
And yet, as they left, colored wagons clattering on paved roads not made for wooden wheels or tender hooves, they were followed by a line of children.
Like a piped piper for the unloved. Seeking a better home.
For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Impact in 67 words
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Na'ama Yehuda 
Transient transients leaving an indelible impact!
Nice one, Missy!
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Thank you, my friend … for sometimes ‘running away with the circus’ was the life savior some needed … 😉
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No doubt!
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🙂
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Basically, I repeat what Dale has said, and she has said it so well
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She did, didn’t she?!? 🙂 Dale De Bestest!
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MWAH! To the two o’ youse!
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MWAH back (no 14 days quarantine needed, it’s through a mask) 😉
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😘😷😘
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🙂
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She is!!!
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🙂 This is the Dale Mutual Admiration Society! 🙂
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That’s what it is. Hope she blushes, but I know she won’t
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Na’ama Y’karah,
Love the picture of the horses. Is one of them Big Ben? I imagine, for some, running away to the circus provided more of a safe haven and a family. Impacting piece. 😉
Shalom,
Rochelle
Mine is here: https://rochellewisoff.com/2020/08/22/weekend-writing-prompt-impact/
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Thanks, Rochelle. Not my photo but I can certainly ‘see’ Big Ben in them … And, yes, for some, running away (or at least to the Circus…) can provide more safety. I’m sure that for others it did the opposite. …
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As they sing in Barnham –
Just join the circus like you wanted to when you were a kid.
Climb aboard before it moves on and you’ll thank your lucky stars you did!
My sixty-seven!
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Ah, yeah! Don’t meant it will be an easy life but it shore won’t be borin! 🙂
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Wonderful little story, nicely told, Na’ama.
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Thank you, Bill!
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