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Day 252 Somewhere between Calamity Jane and Coco Chanel, you will find me, here.

She's in there, somewhere deep.
Deep within who they told her she could be, should be and wouldn't be.
In the place where they tried to keep her hidden away.
In a box.  I nicely decorated box, albeit, but a box still.
Claustrophobic
Looking for the way out.
Searching for the crack,
The imperfection,
A sliver of light
Finding its way to her.
Planning her escape.
From this box where she was once placed.
From which she waits to live the life that waits for her.
ZÖE.