{"id":1381,"date":"1997-12-17T16:35:08","date_gmt":"1997-12-18T00:35:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sm.amigotico.com\/poetryblog\/?p=1381"},"modified":"2013-01-19T16:36:16","modified_gmt":"2013-01-20T00:36:16","slug":"question","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/1997\/12\/17\/question\/","title":{"rendered":"Question"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I fly between these places, but there is no way I can know;<br \/>\nI travel to distant lands, that I wish I could call home.<br \/>\nThere is no end to the feelings of the loss that I have known.<br \/>\nThere is no way to tell you of the life I have outgrown.<\/p>\n<p>And if I were a storyteller I&#8217;d have a story to tell,<br \/>\nif I were an artist I&#8217;d have somehing to express,<br \/>\nand if this were the answer I&#8217;d know what I had asked,<br \/>\nand if I can make it through this, it wouldn&#8217;t matter any way.<\/p>\n<p>But I&#8217;ll tell a story if I can,<br \/>\nI&#8217;ll express this feeling anyway,<br \/>\nand I&#8217;ll ask you the question<br \/>\nabout all of this.<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t know whether this is it, or if it&#8217;s just a lie;<br \/>\ndon&#8217;t know where the answer is but I&#8217;ll go to my grave as I try.<br \/>\nThere isn&#8217;t really anything here I haven&#8217;t asked before,<br \/>\nbut nothing has been answered yet so with it I&#8217;ll endure.<\/p>\n<p>But I&#8217;ll tell a story if I can,<br \/>\nI&#8217;ll express this feeling anyway,<br \/>\nand I&#8217;ll ask you the question<br \/>\nabout all of this.<\/p>\n<p>Don&#8217;t give me an answer,<br \/>\nfor that would end my quest.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I fly between these places, but there is no way I can know;<br \/> I travel to distant lands, that I wish I could call home.<br \/> There is no end to the feelings of the loss that I have known.<br \/> There is no way to tell you of the life I have outgrown.<\/p>\n<p>And if I were a [&#8230;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,13,8,4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1381","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-introspection","category-personal","category-social","category-songs"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1381","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1381"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1381\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1382,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1381\/revisions\/1382"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1381"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1381"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1381"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}