Butterfly

It's like locking up a butterfly in a cage. It'll fly around feeling trapped looking for freedom. Eventually it gets released into a bigger cage and it flies around happy thinking it's free until it smacks into wall after wall realizing it's still trapped but in a larger cage. It will forever search for freedom no matter how large the cage gets, it's still a cage and the butterfly still trapped. 

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