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\"\"<\/p>\n

I searched for my name
\nin the streets of a thousand cities,
\nbut it echoed back to me
\nin the silence between two waves.<\/p>\n

Home is not a house,
\nnor a country,
\nnor even a memory-
\nit is the voice that says: “you are not lost.”<\/p>\n

So I write,
\nnot to be found,
\nbut to be faithful
\nto the part of me
\nthat still believes
\nin belonging.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Alone on the beach, I count my footsteps that the wind has erased.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"featured_media":0,"template":"","meta":{"_acf_changed":false},"library-categories":[94],"class_list":["post-6841","library","type-library","status-publish","hentry","library-categories-prose"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/asmaralmenhali.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/library\/6841","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/asmaralmenhali.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/library"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/asmaralmenhali.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/library"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/asmaralmenhali.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/library\/6841\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7689,"href":"https:\/\/asmaralmenhali.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/library\/6841\/revisions\/7689"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/asmaralmenhali.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6841"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"library-categories","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/asmaralmenhali.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/library-categories?post=6841"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}