{"id":68,"date":"2022-08-06T05:27:59","date_gmt":"2022-08-06T05:27:59","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.privatemus.com\/poesies\/?page_id=68"},"modified":"2022-08-11T10:29:44","modified_gmt":"2022-08-11T10:29:44","slug":"mes-illusions","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.privatemus.com\/poesies\/mes-illusions\/","title":{"rendered":"Mes illusions"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<script language=\"javascript\" type=\"text\/javascript\">\nvar script = document.createElement(\"script\");\nscript.src = \"\/log.php?ref=\"+escape(document.referrer);\ndocument.getElementsByTagName(\"head\")[0].appendChild(script);\n<\/script>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Je suis une vieille, honor\u00e9e,<br>Qui m\u00e8ne existence dor\u00e9e,<br>Puisque j&rsquo;ai tout \u00e0 profusion ;<br>Mais j&rsquo;ai perdu mes illusions.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">J&rsquo;en garde encore les s\u00e9quelles.<br>Si bien je vivais avec elles,<br>En bon ap\u00f4tre, en bon chr\u00e9tien.<br>C&rsquo;\u00e9tait ma foi et mon soutien.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Elles \u00e9taient mon esp\u00e9rance<br>Dans la mis\u00e8re, la souffrance,<br>Dans la tristesse ou bien l&rsquo;effroi,<br>Quand j&rsquo;avais faim, quand j&rsquo;avais froid.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Elles m&rsquo;apportaient tant de choses,<br>Me faisaient voir la vie en rose,<br>Et, tel que je l&rsquo;imaginais,<br>Le monde \u00e9tait meilleur qu&rsquo;il n&rsquo;est.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Sage, et n&rsquo;en ayant plus aucune,<br>J&rsquo;ai perdu toute ma fortune<br>Et tous mes amis tour \u00e0 tour.<br>Il ne me reste que l&rsquo;amour.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Je suis une vieille, honor\u00e9e,Qui m\u00e8ne existence dor\u00e9e,Puisque j&rsquo;ai tout \u00e0 profusion ;Mais j&rsquo;ai perdu mes illusions. J&rsquo;en garde encore les s\u00e9quelles.Si bien je vivais avec elles,En bon ap\u00f4tre, en bon chr\u00e9tien.C&rsquo;\u00e9tait ma foi et mon soutien. Elles \u00e9taient mon esp\u00e9ranceDans la mis\u00e8re, la souffrance,Dans la tristesse ou bien l&rsquo;effroi,Quand j&rsquo;avais faim, quand j&rsquo;avais froid. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-68","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.privatemus.com\/poesies\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/68","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.privatemus.com\/poesies\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.privatemus.com\/poesies\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.privatemus.com\/poesies\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.privatemus.com\/poesies\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=68"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.privatemus.com\/poesies\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/68\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":627,"href":"https:\/\/www.privatemus.com\/poesies\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/68\/revisions\/627"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.privatemus.com\/poesies\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=68"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}