My friends and I run onto the driving range, laughing and screaming. Floodlights illuminate the massive raindrops pelting our faces. We can hear the rolling thunder inching closer with every boom. In a remarkable lapse of judgment, I raise my pitching wedge to the sky and yell,
Your light can change the world
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