{"id":15747,"date":"2012-12-14T07:55:52","date_gmt":"2012-12-14T06:55:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/libelul.com\/?p=15747"},"modified":"2012-12-14T07:56:02","modified_gmt":"2012-12-14T06:56:02","slug":"sourire-puisque-ce-nest-pas-grave","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/?p=15747","title":{"rendered":"Sourire puisque ce n’est pas grave"},"content":{"rendered":"

Moi je vous demande pardon,
\nPour mon humeur grise d’hier.<\/p>\n

Trop de choses en m\u00eame temps,
\nJ’ai la sensation de court-circuiter.
\nComme si j’\u00e9tais sur une balan\u00e7oire,
\nHier en bas, aujourd’hui haut,
\nHier je broyais du noir, aujourd’hui je trouve tout beau.<\/p>\n

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Be the change you wish to see in the world by Fancy Prints<\/a><\/p>\n

Peut-\u00eatre est-ce le dernier effort que j’ai eu \u00e0 fournir,
\nSur l’\u00e9norme projet de l’ann\u00e9e prochaine,
\nComme si mon cerveau jouait avec moi,
\nPour tester ma volont\u00e9 et motivation.<\/p>\n

Alors e week-end je m’ordonne du repos,
\nPour retrouver mes jolis arc-en-ciels,
\nEt mon petit doigt me dit que j’aurais pour vous,
\nUne surprise ou deux pour me faire pardonner.<\/p>\n

\u2665 En vous souhaitant un excellent week-end \u2665<\/strong><\/p>\n

Et j’en profite pour adresser toutes mes pens\u00e9es \u00e0 Nadia,<\/em>
\nEn cette semaine un peu triste.
\nAmicalement, Jane<\/em><\/p>\n

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Moi je vous demande pardon, Pour mon humeur grise d’hier. Trop de choses en m\u00eame temps, J’ai la sensation de court-circuiter. Comme si j’\u00e9tais sur une balan\u00e7oire, Hier en bas, aujourd’hui haut, Hier je broyais du noir, aujourd’hui je trouve tout beau. Be the change you wish to see in the world by Fancy Prints […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-15747","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-draft"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/posPp-45Z","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15747","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=15747"}],"version-history":[{"count":9,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15747\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":15757,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15747\/revisions\/15757"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=15747"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=15747"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=15747"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}