I want to run away and join the circus.
I could wear brilliant costumes, and learn to be an elephant's best friend.
There would be no shortage of interesting people- ones with pasts to hide and audiences to fool.
All I would know would be the fake glamour of the big top, trouping around the country, blowing in and out of towns like a warm summer breeze.
It would be my family, brought together by our inabilities to fit in anywhere else.
I want to run away and join the circus.
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