{"id":56529,"date":"2019-06-23T05:37:31","date_gmt":"2019-06-23T09:37:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=56529"},"modified":"2019-06-24T17:18:53","modified_gmt":"2019-06-24T21:18:53","slug":"rumplestiltskin-for-ch","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/rumplestiltskin-for-ch\/","title":{"rendered":"Like Rumplestiltskin&#8217;s Daughter"},"content":{"rendered":"<pre>When you were a little girl \r\nyou had no quarrels with the world.\r\nLife seemed so much simpler then\r\nin the warm embrace of family and friends. \r\n\r\nBut over time life disappointed.\r\nThe truth you\u2019d known became disjointed. \r\nThe trust you\u2019d had had been betrayed \r\nand you have suffered since that day. \r\n\r\nI hope you know \r\nthat you belong. \r\nThat in facing your struggles \r\nyou\u2019ve learned to be strong.\r\n\r\nYou\u2019re now teaching others\r\nsome lessons you've learned. \r\nYou're turning your pain\r\ninto good in the world.<\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When you were a little girl you had no quarrels with the world. Life seemed so much simpler then in the warm embrace of family and friends. But over time life disappointed. The truth you\u2019d known became disjointed. The trust you\u2019d had had been betrayed&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1094,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-56529","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/56529","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\/1094"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=56529"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/56529\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":58542,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/56529\/revisions\/58542"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=56529"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=56529"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=56529"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}