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i was talking of changes and you walked right in, i was talking of chances, i was talking of being, but time’s on a roll, and time’s on a dice, and i’ve been long enough waiting to play my part, i was talking of changes and you walked right in, i was talking of chances, i was talking of being, but time’s on a roll, and time’s on a dice, and i’ve been long enough waiting to play my part, i was rehearsing my line and you walked right in, i stumbled on the words, […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-352","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-life-on-pause"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/352","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=352"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/352\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=352"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=352"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=352"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\ni was rehearsing my line and you walked right in, i stumbled on the words, i thought i saw a sign and i looked at the mirror to catch your reflection, but i didn’t see none, just an intersection.
\ni think i missed the cue when you walked right in, all eyes were on me and i saw you laughing, so i imagined the rest, i played us old on the phone, i skipped the acts when i’m alone and you’re building your nest.
\ni was quiet again and you were standing still, i was thinking of changes, i was lost in between, and i looked at the mirror to catch the time passing, but time was on a roll, and i saw you leaving… <\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"