She saw the ones outside cribbing about the relentless heat. The quieter ones cribbed about the noisier ones and the noisier ones made even more noise cribbing about the quiet ones. In contrast, the ugly cage seemed to house some of the chirpiest, happiest birds there. So, she wondered.... just like she wondered about everything in life. What kind of freedom is real? Is it freedom within you or the external kind? ..........Are there two kinds of cages? Visible and invisible?
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