{"id":535,"date":"2017-06-09T20:46:27","date_gmt":"2017-06-10T01:46:27","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bookofdreams.us\/?p=535"},"modified":"2017-06-09T20:48:39","modified_gmt":"2017-06-10T01:48:39","slug":"flooded-by-memories","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bookofdreams.us\/2017\/06\/flooded-by-memories\/","title":{"rendered":"Flooded by Memories"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Before I wisened up and could call myself mature
\nBefore I could tell apart love from a crush
\nI scribbled the tribulations of my day
\nIn the captivity of a forever-secret journal<\/p>\n

Years flew by, and I could not contain time
\nMemories overflowed spilling here and there
\nNotebooks filled with coffee stains and words
\nTear-stained pages wrinkled in a glorious show<\/p>\n

From heartbreaks from joy and sorrow alike
\nTo getaway escapades and faraway hideouts
\nMy life sprawled like a giant Banyan tree
\nNotebooks no longer could contain my heart’s outreach<\/p>\n

Memories flooded my heart
\nWithout memory-proofing, tried vacuuming
\nBut memories spread their wings as I aged
\nDay by day, trip by trip<\/p>\n

As I tread forward in life
\nWith an already-full jar of memories
\nMy life\u2019s memory jar will continue to spill
\nI let the river flow and drench all in its way<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Before I wisened up and could call myself mature Before I could tell apart love from a crush I scribbled the tribulations of my day In the captivity of a forever-secret journal Years flew by, and I could not contain time Memories overflowed spilling here and there Notebooks filled with coffee stains and words Tear-stained […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_eb_attr":"","_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":"","_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false}}},"categories":[36],"tags":[75,53],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"aioseo_notices":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6kaFb-8D","jetpack-related-posts":[],"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bookofdreams.us\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/535"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bookofdreams.us\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bookofdreams.us\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bookofdreams.us\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bookofdreams.us\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=535"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/bookofdreams.us\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/535\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":539,"href":"https:\/\/bookofdreams.us\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/535\/revisions\/539"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bookofdreams.us\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=535"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bookofdreams.us\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=535"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bookofdreams.us\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=535"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}