{"version":"1.0","provider_name":"Maria Elvira","provider_url":"https:\/\/mariaelviragz.com","author_name":"Maria Elvira","author_url":"https:\/\/mariaelviragz.com\/index.php\/author\/mariaelvira\/","title":"El sue\u00f1o que recuerdo","type":"rich","width":600,"height":338,"html":"<blockquote class=\"wp-embedded-content\" data-secret=\"eR1L42pJ9W\"><a href=\"https:\/\/mariaelviragz.com\/index.php\/el-sueno-que-recuerdo-amarillo\/\">El sue\u00f1o que recuerdo, amarillo<\/a><\/blockquote><iframe sandbox=\"allow-scripts\" security=\"restricted\" src=\"https:\/\/mariaelviragz.com\/index.php\/el-sueno-que-recuerdo-amarillo\/embed\/#?secret=eR1L42pJ9W\" width=\"600\" height=\"338\" title=\"\u00abEl sue\u00f1o que recuerdo, amarillo\u00bb \u2014 Maria Elvira\" data-secret=\"eR1L42pJ9W\" frameborder=\"0\" marginwidth=\"0\" marginheight=\"0\" scrolling=\"no\" class=\"wp-embedded-content\"><\/iframe><script>\n\/*! This file is auto-generated *\/\n!function(d,l){\"use strict\";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&\"undefined\"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!\/[^a-zA-Z0-9]\/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret=\"'+t.secret+'\"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret=\"'+t.secret+'\"]'),c=new RegExp(\"^https?:$\",\"i\"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display=\"none\";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute(\"style\"),\"height\"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):\"link\"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute(\"src\")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener(\"message\",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener(\"DOMContentLoaded\",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll(\"iframe.wp-embedded-content\"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute(\"data-secret\"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+=\"#?secret=\"+t,e.setAttribute(\"data-secret\",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:\"ready\",secret:t},\"*\")},!1)))}(window,document);\n\/\/# sourceURL=https:\/\/mariaelviragz.com\/wp-includes\/js\/wp-embed.min.js\n<\/script>\n","thumbnail_url":"https:\/\/mariaelviragz.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/04\/Copia-de-Copia-de-Diseno-sin-titulo-2.png","thumbnail_width":1200,"thumbnail_height":628,"description":"Se ve\u00eda de color amarillo, no era sepia, era amarillo, como el centro de las margaritas y los rayos del sol antes de palidecer y convertirse en ocaso, en esperanza. Era amarillo, como las alas de las mariposas que revolotean en la enramada de un patio en tierra caliente, cuando la primavera ha llegado. No s\u00e9 bien si desde el inicio estabas all\u00ed, pero te sent\u00eda, te ol\u00eda, amarillo, como la miel, el grano de mostaza, el polen, tu piel, tus manos. No s\u00e9 bien si estabas all\u00ed desde el inicio, pero me alegraba verte en ese caminar que no te llevaba a ning\u00fan lado, solo a m\u00ed."}