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Her time to be that agent of change had come

On a cold, cold day, the warmth was still within her. She was actually feverish. She was hot to the touch. And, she wanted to spread that fever to others. It was time for a change. And, her time to be that agent of change had come.

She stepped out of the house into the twilight and lit a path. She touched the animals. She touched random people on the trails. She made her way to the town center. There, she raised her arms and lit up the sky. From that moment, like a virus, joy spread from one touch to another.

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