{"id":32552,"date":"2017-08-05T10:45:59","date_gmt":"2017-08-05T14:45:59","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=32552"},"modified":"2017-08-05T20:44:54","modified_gmt":"2017-08-06T00:44:54","slug":"duo","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/duo\/","title":{"rendered":"Duo"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It becomes another life in your head.<br \/>\nYou can live that life out in your head those times when your main life becomes dull.<br \/>\nThe best thing to do is not allow your main life to become dull,<br \/>\nBut of course, that is easier said than done.<br \/>\nAnd once the longing begins it&#8217;s hard to stop it.<br \/>\nYou don&#8217;t remember which life is which,<br \/>\nWhich things you actually did and which things you imagined you did,<br \/>\nBecause the other life feels as real as the main one.<br \/>\nAnd the only way to share this other life is through silence and faraway looks,<br \/>\nBecause to speak of it would most certainly hurt someone.<br \/>\nAnd when you can&#8217;t speak freely of something,<br \/>\nEspecially of something that feels so important, so real,<br \/>\nDespite its lack of root in reality,<br \/>\nYou will most certainly go insane.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It becomes another life in your head. You can live that life out in your head those times when your main life becomes dull. The best thing to do is not allow your main life to become dull, But of course, that is easier said&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":997,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-32552","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32552","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/997"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=32552"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32552\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":38683,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32552\/revisions\/38683"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=32552"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=32552"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=32552"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}