This is an incomplete and poorly written poem, but lines were coming to me so I wrote them down\u2026
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\n[well]<\/p>\n
Turmoil<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n How I long for just one to see\u2026 \u201cPeace be still\u201d is a much needed command, This is an incomplete and poorly written poem, but lines were coming to me so I wrote them down\u2026 [divider][\/divider] [well] Turmoil We wear upon our face many masks, a cheerful glance or a nod and smile. About how we’re really doing no one asks, if one would only go the extra mile. How […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-274","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-songs-and-poems"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/curtisfox.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/274","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/curtisfox.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/curtisfox.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/curtisfox.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/curtisfox.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=274"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/curtisfox.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/274\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/curtisfox.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=274"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/curtisfox.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=274"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/curtisfox.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=274"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nWe wear upon our face many masks,
\na cheerful glance or a nod and smile.
\nAbout how we’re really doing no one asks,
\nif one would only go the extra mile.<\/p>\n
\nWhat would it take for them to truly know,
\nfor them to look inside at the real me –
\nunsightly turmoil is just below.<\/p>\n
\nthen striving could cease in this place.
\nFinally being myself I could stand,
\nand fully rest upon His grace.[\/well]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"