I close my eyes, but sleep will not come. There are voices in my head. Her voices. Vibrant, sad, urgent, passionate. She wants to be heard. She has a pained smile, a fearless gaze, softened by the love in her heart.There is understanding in her eyes.Her hair is sometimes covered, sometimes blue, sometimes curly, sometimes … Continue reading She is fearful, she is courageous. And she wants to be known.