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Crowded highways gave way to rural roads, and she walked onward. Roads became dirt trails, and then a narrow path nobody followed. The vista beckoned, and she walked onward.
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Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer
Title: Called
Source: Weekend Writing Prompt # 200 — Vista
Objective: Write a poem or piece of prose in exactly 29 words
Jo Hawk 
‘…and she walked onward.’ Her spirit comes through beautifully in this piece. She is brave and determind. All this from 29 words! I really like this.
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Thank you Jenne, I’m glad you enjoyed it. 🙏
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Delightful! I want to wander along too.
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I’m sure you can Susan. You just need to find the right road. 👍🙏
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Something I’ve done more than once. A delightful take.
My 29!
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Thank you Keith. Great to see you.💕
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you for sharing, Chuck. 💕💗💕
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Always a joy and pleasure to read and share your posts with followers, My Dear! Have a great day!! xoxox 😘💕🎁🌹
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That is a lovely vista to go towards.
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I thought it was a very pretty picture, Dale.
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Yes, I agree!
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