{"id":2943,"date":"2011-10-09T22:56:41","date_gmt":"2011-10-09T22:56:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/siever.ca\/kim\/?p=2943"},"modified":"2017-08-01T21:00:39","modified_gmt":"2017-08-01T21:00:39","slug":"dreams-are-small","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/siever.ca\/kim\/2011\/10\/09\/dreams-are-small\/","title":{"rendered":"Dreams Are Small"},"content":{"rendered":"
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  1. In land of stars the blackness rules and light is slave to dark.<\/li>\n
  2. A land where stars are forced to stay where night has e\u2019er them parked.<\/li>\n
  3. The stars are small, their skies are broad, the space above us vast,<\/li>\n
  4. Yet we on earth are small as sand and brittle as the glass.<\/li>\n
  5. Our hopes and dreams are big to us, and joy inside us felt<\/li>\n
  6. When we wish upon them much and look to them for help.<\/li>\n
  7. But dreams get broke and hopes do shatter and wishes don\u2019t come true.<\/li>\n
  8. They\u2019re all br\u2019ttle, \u2019cuz they\u2019re all small when they\u2019re looked in view.<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

    In land of stars the blackness rules and light is slave to dark. A land where stars are forced to stay where night has e\u2019er them parked. The stars are small, their skies are broad, the space above us vast, Yet we on earth are small as sand and brittle as the glass. Our hopes […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"advanced_seo_description":"","jetpack_seo_html_title":"","jetpack_seo_noindex":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[45],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2943","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4NkW7-Lt","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":3151,"url":"https:\/\/siever.ca\/kim\/2017\/08\/29\/swapping-chains\/","url_meta":{"origin":2943,"position":0},"title":"Swapping Chains","author":"Kim Siever","date":"29 August 2017","format":false,"excerpt":"Break your iron shackles; replace with broken keys. 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