{"id":5304,"date":"2010-07-05T05:30:38","date_gmt":"2010-07-05T03:30:38","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/libelul.com\/?p=5304"},"modified":"2010-07-04T22:06:10","modified_gmt":"2010-07-04T20:06:10","slug":"se-preparer-a-dire-au-revoir","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/?p=5304","title":{"rendered":"Se pr\u00e9parer \u00e0 dire au revoir …"},"content":{"rendered":"

Moi je n’aime pas les au revoir<\/em>.<\/p>\n

Ces grands d\u00e9parts, o\u00f9 l’on se promet des nouvelles,
\nMais on sait bien que ce ne sera plus pareil.
\nQue la vie se chargera de refaire de nous des \u00ab\u00a0moins familiers\u00a0\u00bb.<\/p>\n

Leurs petits riens ne feront plus partie de notre quotidien,
\nEt l’on se suivra sur Facebook … en pointill\u00e9s.<\/em><\/p>\n

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\nMouchoirs d\u00e9coratifs <\/em>@ House & Home<\/a> Juin 2010<\/p>\n

Non vraiment je n’aime pas les au revoir.
\nCeux sur le quai d’une gare.
\nEt encore moins ceux des pots de d\u00e9part.<\/p>\n

Et je pr\u00e9f\u00e8re donc partir sur la pointe des pieds …
\nParce que pour ceux que j’aime … je serais toujours l\u00e0.<\/p>\n

Et vous, vous les g\u00e9rez bien vos Au revoir<\/em> ?<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"\"\"<\/a>

Moi je n’aime pas les au revoir. Ces grands d\u00e9parts, o\u00f9 l’on se promet des nouvelles, Mais on sait bien que ce ne sera plus pareil. Que la vie se chargera de refaire de nous des \u00ab\u00a0moins familiers\u00a0\u00bb. Leurs petits riens ne feront plus partie de notre quotidien, Et l’on se suivra sur Facebook … […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_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},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[38],"tags":[394,396],"class_list":["post-5304","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-mes-humeurs-et-concours","tag-decoration","tag-pensees"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/posPp-1ny","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5304","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=5304"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5304\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=5304"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=5304"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=5304"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}