{"id":3266,"date":"2024-01-03T11:40:08","date_gmt":"2024-01-03T10:40:08","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pascalaussi.fr\/?page_id=3266"},"modified":"2024-11-20T22:19:29","modified_gmt":"2024-11-20T21:19:29","slug":"noirceur","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/pascalaussi.fr\/index.php\/noirceur\/","title":{"rendered":"Noirceur"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">C\u2019est la jeunesse, elle passe, peu \u00e0 peu<br>La mienne a la marche molle de nos b\u0153ufs<br>Des tours et des tours d\u2019enclos<br>Sans ruade, galop<br>Mais sans doute il est des coins moins herbeux<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Ah ! si je pouvais n\u2019y perdre que mon temps<br>Mais j\u2019y use aussi mon \u00e2me tout autant<br>Mes illusions, mes envies<br>Rien d\u00e9j\u00e0 me suffit<br>Me laissant le c\u0153ur d\u00e9\u00e7u chaque instant<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Je voudrais suivre une \u00e9toile que je vois<br>Que ne suis-je aussi cr\u00e9dule qu\u2019autrefois<br>Les id\u00e9es, les sentiments<br>On se trompe, on se ment<br>Je me retrouve perdu et sans voix<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Les choses que j\u2019ai construites de mes mains<br>Aurais-je encore la force si demain<br>Il fallait recommencer<br>Ou fuirais-je \u00e9puis\u00e9<br>L\u2019\u00e9lan du d\u00e9but se perd en chemin<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Tout est calme et rien ne presse, m\u00eame si<br>\u00c0 l&rsquo;entour le paysage s\u2019obscurcit <br>J\u2019aurai v\u00e9cu sans remords<br>Pas f\u00e2ch\u00e9 d\u2019\u00eatre mort<br>Sans trop \u00e0 dire pardon ni merci<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">\u00c0 la fin ce qui me gagne, que l\u2019ennui <br>Aussi belles soient ses teintes \u00e0 la nuit<br>C\u2019est tel qu\u2019il sera apr\u00e8s<br>Que le ciel m\u2019apparait<br>Quand le noir viendra frapper \u00e0 mon huis<\/p>\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"aligncenter size-large is-resized\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/pascalaussi.fr\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/11\/images-1.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-553\" width=\"78\" height=\"83\"\/><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\" style=\"font-size:18px\"><em>Paroles : Pascal AUSSI<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>C\u2019est la jeunesse, elle passe, peu \u00e0 peuLa mienne a la marche molle de nos b\u0153ufsDes tours et des tours d\u2019enclosSans ruade, galopMais sans doute il est des coins moins herbeux Ah ! si je pouvais n\u2019y perdre que mon tempsMais j\u2019y use aussi mon \u00e2me tout autantMes illusions, mes enviesRien d\u00e9j\u00e0 me suffitMe laissant &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/pascalaussi.fr\/index.php\/noirceur\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continuer la lecture de <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Noirceur<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pascalaussi.fr\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/3266"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pascalaussi.fr\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pascalaussi.fr\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pascalaussi.fr\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pascalaussi.fr\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3266"}],"version-history":[{"count":10,"href":"https:\/\/pascalaussi.fr\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/3266\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3536,"href":"https:\/\/pascalaussi.fr\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/3266\/revisions\/3536"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pascalaussi.fr\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3266"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}