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The incubator was warm to the touch, hot even. That was the way it was supposed to be though. It was full of life and hope for the future, in the form of three small eggs. She wasn't even sure that this would work, but as long as the heat of the incubator was there, radiating against her hand, she could have hope. Hope for the future.
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