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An uncaged bird hovers just beyond her empty cage, feathers catching the blue of a clear sky as she studies the familiar doorway she left behind; sunlight traces the thin metal bars that no longer hold her, and for a moment she measures freedom against memory—sharp edges softened by wind, the small familiar shadows on the floor of the cage where she once perched, contrasted with the vast, open air waiting for each beat of her wings.
An uncaged bird hovers just beyond her empty cage, feathers catching the blue of a clear sky as she studies the familiar doorway she left behind; sunlight traces the thin metal bars that no longer hold her, and for a moment she measures freedom against memory—sharp edges softened by wind, the small familiar shadows on the floor of the cage where she once perched, contrasted with the vast, open air waiting for each beat of her wings.