Never Ending Circle

A butterfly finds safety in the confines of old, rusty, twisted metal. Two completely different worlds collide. One is beautiful, free and full of life symbolizing hopes, dreams and transformation The other is harsh, cold, worn and breaking down more with every minute that passes. That twisted metal once was the butterfly. So will the butterfly eventually also become the twisted metal? I guess it really is a never ending circle.rusty fence

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