Jaune ballon
In spite of me
Crooked crook
Being
Disjointed joined the day
Seized in confining
Paralysis
A permanently paused life
We wanted to count two
Beyond limitations
To taste life, like you
To touch life, like you
Walking, talking, living
Free
The unintended rebellion
Jaune ballon
Perched on the warm breeze towards a heaven which becomes more difficult
Buy the daily grind
Exchanged for truth which cannot hide itself behind an efficacious ego
Crashing credit
To believe in
Unassisted joy
Unaided expression of
This life two
We need more than I to survive
Convivencia, unified
If by sea or air or trial by a fire which burns as bright and unequivocal as
The jaune ballon ~
xo to finding our collective bliss
Born in Providence 
Isn’t it amazing how, it seems we are all geared to not being alone. All the while we are never alone, even when we are “alone”. There is always 2, us and God. Coincidence that we seek 2? I think not :):)
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He built compassion and a desire for connection right into our DNA! Master crafts-being 🙂
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Absolutely!
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Love this E
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Thanks Count 🙂
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Why are you so talented. Why. Explain yourself.
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Awww. Really? Likewise, truly. Your fiction is brilliant. My writing is likely the result of a deranged childhood. 😉 There’s a gift in every challenge. So, can I tell all my friends I’m friends with a Count?
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You can tell all your friends that you have an admirer in a Count [And a friend of course]. DERANGED CHILDHOOD ME TOO
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Double high fives! 😉
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How about a game of codswabble
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Is that like a ‘who had the worst childhood’ contest? Haha
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It’s an interesting game really. It’s whatever you want it to be 🙂
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I tried to google it but no dice. Do tell.
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So Codswabble has three basic rules.
One is that you must be honest
two is that it must be in part gibberish and sounds, and two other key words.
three is that it must be related to the same theme.
so if we take, for example, Tomatoes in food
tomato ellehandro yum yum sneezypoo
keywords – pepper, hot
Then I guess
TOMATO SOUP
that is correct!
So like that, we go on with tomatoes. Though tomatoes do have their limitations
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I love word games! I’m very good honesty and gibberish. Ok I’ll try. 🙂 Tomatoes: al fresca zinga pow! 2, 3 green and red fuego mmmmm.
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HEy I mEntionEd you in a lobster post
link –
https://thecountgustaf.wordpress.com/2018/02/14/the-liebster-award-lobster/
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Thanks Count 🙂 Sorry I’ve been away. My grown up job interrupts all the fun sometimes.
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I’ve been away too. Will be for another month. Going into the Mariana trench again.
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What’s a Mariana Trench?
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It’s a trench in the sea, it’s the deepest part of the world
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It’s funny to me that you feel stunted in your writing. Actually it’s not even funny – it’s stunning to me. This is spectacular writing E. You are incredibly talented, and the emotions are palpable. You are wildly impressive darling friend.
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Thanks again for the vote of confidence MoJo. The writing community keeps me moving. Really truly thanks.
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😘
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Nice poem and theme here!
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Thanks 🙂
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