{"id":409,"date":"2009-09-08T15:19:00","date_gmt":"2009-09-08T14:19:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/hetismooieenraamtezijn.wordpress.com\/2009\/09\/08\/leven-met-je\/"},"modified":"2009-09-08T15:19:00","modified_gmt":"2009-09-08T14:19:00","slug":"leven-met-je","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/smien.be\/index.php\/2009\/09\/08\/leven-met-je\/","title":{"rendered":"Leven met je"},"content":{"rendered":"<div align=\"center\" style=\"font-family:inherit;\"><span style=\"font-size:small;\">Van top tot teen gloeien<\/span><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\" style=\"font-family:inherit;\"><span style=\"font-size:small;\">alsof ik word geslagen en gestreeld<\/span><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\" style=\"font-family:inherit;\"><span style=\"font-size:small;\">door een zon en een storm. <\/span><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\" style=\"font-family:inherit;\"><span style=\"font-size:small;\"><br \/><\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;\">Hoe je mij vult zoete regen<\/span><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\" style=\"font-family:inherit;\"><span style=\"font-size:small;\">beide oren in<\/span><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\" style=\"font-family:inherit;\"><span style=\"font-size:small;\">tot ik huid over liefde ben.<\/span><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\" style=\"font-family:inherit;\"><span style=\"font-size:small;\"><br \/><\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;\">Zoals verhalen mij bewogen<\/span><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\" style=\"font-family:inherit;\"><span style=\"font-size:small;\">toen ik jong was<\/span><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\" style=\"font-family:inherit;\"><span style=\"font-size:small;\">doe je mijn aarde beven.<\/span><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\" style=\"font-family:inherit;\"><span style=\"font-size:small;\"><br \/><\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;\">Bossen branden<\/span><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\" style=\"font-family:inherit;\"><span style=\"font-size:small;\">en wij openen onze huizen<\/span><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\" style=\"font-family:inherit;\"><span style=\"font-size:small;\">voor elkanders vlammen.<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"font-family:inherit;\"><span style=\"font-size:small;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\" style=\"font-family:inherit;\"><span style=\"font-size:small;\"><i>&#8211; Remco Campert<\/i><\/span><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Van top tot teen gloeien alsof ik word geslagen en gestreeld door een zon en een storm. Hoe je mij vult zoete regen beide oren in tot ik huid over liefde ben. Zoals verhalen mij bewogen toen ik jong was doe je mijn aarde beven. Bossen branden en wij openen onze huizen voor elkanders vlammen. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[6],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/smien.be\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/409"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/smien.be\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/smien.be\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smien.be\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smien.be\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=409"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/smien.be\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/409\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/smien.be\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=409"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smien.be\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=409"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smien.be\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=409"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}