A body covered in invisible scars  Your smile a shield Hiding plenty of tears Where is the light? As darkness is all you know You fell far enough now Look up dear You don't belong here Look up, see the light Your freedom and joy awaits This battle shall be relentless Don't ever give up […]

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Hanlie Wheeler
Small town girl, growing up with my toes in the sand. Oh how they tried to fit me in a box, and failed. For boxes are meant to put things in, not people. I love the unusual ones amongst us. The creative souls, the ones that jump over the edge. People with true grit in their bones. They fill my tapestry beautifully! Words were always whirling in my head. Now they drown my pages.